Senhor Carreteiro
Kara Véia
Mr. Truck Driver
Mr. truck driver, thank you very much
For this ride you gave me
During the journey we talk
And so I tell you what happened to me
I am a boy without a father or mother
And my destiny is to live without anyone
After a fight there was a separation
Dad left in a truck
Just like the one you have
This happened so long ago
But I keep it stored in my memory
After a few years, mom passed away
And then I was thrown away
But I carry with me an old photo
That mom took with my dad
Maybe you have even seen them
Because our destiny is so unpredictable
Like the journey that comes and goes
I see your eyes are already red
Maybe sleep is approaching
Pull over the truck, rest a bit
Because I don't believe you're crying
I know that crying is a holy remedy
Every time I cry, the sadness goes away
Now I go on another path
But I'll give you a kiss with all my affection
As if I were kissing my dad
