Zapato Roto

I have my shoes broken
And it's from so much walking
My town is already far away
I'm on my way to the city

My friends used to tell me
That I was born to succeed
I carry my guitar on my shoulder
I'm on my way to the city

Broken shoes, broken shoes
With that look, where are you going?
I'm heading
To a new world
A dog friend follows me behind
Throw him a bone, throw him a bone
Poor hound, how skinny he is
He's limping
A little sick
But he follows me without complaining

I have my shoes broken
But I have to arrive
My town is already far away
I'm on my way to the city

I'm getting closer to my destination
There's little left to walk
If luck is on my side
I'll make a lot of money
Broken shoes