Caminhonete
Fernando e Sorocaba
Pickup Truck
Sorry, it's not for sale, but thank you very much
Inside this pickup truck, there's a lot of me stored
Many dreams, memories of the past
I know, it's kind of dirty, kind of dusty
Brought it here to the gas station just to give it a wash
It's been a while since it left home
On the radio, the same CD since 2007
Behind the seat, there's a jacket and a pocketknife
There are things in this life that are never forgotten
When the longing hits
I accelerate my thoughts
I turn up the music, roll down the window and let the wind
Take me back to the past
When the longing hits
I go in search of a dirt road
I do donuts, I shout out the window
Until the pain passes
How I miss you, dad
How I miss you, dad
I know, the pickup truck is beautiful, it's well preserved
Never had a scratch since it was bought
Diesel engine, strong, turbocharged
In the glove compartment, there's a Corinthians sticker
On the dashboard, a photo of my mother and a heart
Yes, sometimes the longing tightens, my brother
On the radio, the same CD since 2007
Behind the seat, there's a jacket and a pocketknife
There are things in this life that are never forgotten
When the longing hits
I accelerate my thoughts
I turn up the music, roll down the window and let the wind
Take me back to the past
When the longing hits
I go in search of a dirt road
I do donuts, I shout out the window
Until the pain passes
When the longing hits
I accelerate my thoughts
I turn up the music, roll down the window and let the wind
Take me back to the past
When the longing hits
I go in search of a dirt road
I do donuts, I shout out the window
Until the pain passes
How I miss you, dad
How I miss you, dad
Sorry, it's not for sale, but thank you very much
