Com o Violão Na Garupa
Mauro Moraes
With the Guitar in the Saddle
A path after all
A tip of Sun
A picket of light
A rural plain
A stubborn rain
A rock of salt
A troop of cut
A luck, a dance
A plow, a yoke
A bundle of sugar cane
A team of oxen
A chula without harm!
I will go out there
With the guitar in the saddle
My soul full of people
My Guarani belongings!
What times life, I lived
Bringing pain to yawns
Give me a kiss, a joke
Without fear of leaving
A motherly blessing
A discreet grace
A sincere sorrow
A scrape of honey
A rhyme in the rein
Breaking the hat
A toasted kicker
A stray beast
A burnt forest
A familiar face
A story of a poncho
Populating the paper!
I will go out there
With the guitar in the saddle
My soul full of people
My Guarani belongings!
What times life, I lived
Bringing pain to yawns
Give me a kiss, a joke
Without fear of leaving
A trova in milonga
A long wintering
A new youth
Another word
A past future
An empty space
A strange talk
An unexpected idea
A return without departure
An art in sight
A calm afternoon
A river tale!
I will go out there
With the guitar in the saddle
My soul full of people
My Guarani belongings!
What times life, I lived
Bringing pain to yawns
Give me a kiss, a joke
Without fear of leaving
