Não Te Anseia!

It's no use, buddy
Pushing your partner
Without having your career tied
By a hit or by money

It's no use setting the lasso
Without seeing what comes first
Sometimes with a blessing
A calf is already healed

You don't need to be born knowing
To become a cowboy
But to have sensitivity
To calculate the time

Don't rush yourself!
Because we die
And the work remains
Here in this struggle
Of gathering the cattle
With the weather armed
For a bad storm
If it doesn't work now
The weather will improve
And we'll do it later

Don't rush yourself!
Because we die
And the work remains
Here in this struggle
And it doesn't justify
So much rush
For a lifetime
Only in calmness
Can we look
At what comes next

Don't hurry, buddy
Just to arrive first
Tiring out your horse
At the exit of the corral

I take life slowly
Without spreading chaos
But if things get tough
I keep going without hesitation

In this countryside rhythm
The field is the one that sets the pace
Holding back the day-to-day
Of those who live in the saddle