Caminheiro

Walker who goes there
Towards my land
Please make a stop
In the white house on the mountain

An old lady lives there
Crying for your child
This old woman is my mother
And your son is me

Hi, hiker, take this message from me

Please tell mom
Take good care of what is mine
Take good care of my horse
That my late father gave me

My country dog
My fighting Indian rooster
My old shotgun
And the crying guitar

Hi, hiker, do me this favor

Walker, tell mom
So as not to worry
God willing this year
I can graduate

Me getting my diploma
I'll bring her here
But if I do badly in my studies
I'll leave everything and go back there

Hi, hiker, don't forget to let me know
Hi, hiker, don't forget to let me know