O Mouro e o Freio de Ouro
Luiz Carlos Borges
The Moor and the Golden Brake
One of these days I was butchering a bull
Making a strong jerky and tanning leather
When they announced on the radio the Golden Brake
And I went to the back of the field and brought back my moor
I let him pose by the hose and I sheared him
He looked like a deputy's horse
So I thought to myself, quite confident
Monday we're both consecrated!
I put the brake with a foot and a half of rein
Otherwise my moor gets upset and loses control
I put my hat on my forehead because I'm from the thing
And I entered the park with the pose of Wilson Souza
I immediately saw the ill will with my bay
Because he was a bit thin and a bit hairy
I heard when one of the judges mentioned shearing
And suddenly I was at the end of the line
So I told the moor that on that day
We had to show everything we knew!
And while the others entered with a trot and a canter
To impress we already entered at full gallop!
But then came the cursed figure
I looked at the hay and felt it was going to be a mess
My hungry moor from the thinness
Stopped at every bale to take a bite!
I didn't know the trick on the hoof
But I did it based on handling and roughness
And when I threw the body for a bump
The reins broke and I saw nothing else!
I got up not to make a fool of myself, in a daze
Tied the reins, mounted and went to the hose
I got a black cow, very fast
Sometimes I found the trail and the dust
But I'm a countryside Indian and asked for help
And my three dogs jumped in!
They left the coreanga well staked
And I almost split in half in a collision!
When I was herding I was already in first place
I ran with a guy named Curinga, very treacherous
The guy closed the calf, just for show
And the moor stopped at the end of the track!
That's when a judge, a guy named Marcelo Cueio
Threatened to show a red card
And I went to see him up close and turned my rein
He gave me a yellow and showed the red
I went home thinking it was true
The Golden Brake is no joke, look buddy!
I let the moor loose with the mares and went to the aunts
Because I saw that my moor and I are only good for breeding!