Lamento do Menino
Mestre Barrão
The Boy's Lament
Once I was walking
Feeling a tightness in my heart
I saw a boy crying
With his berimbau in hand
I asked the boy
What had happened
And the boy still crying
Said my master has passed away
I sat with the boy
And began to explain
That his master had departed
Went to heaven to live with God
He went near his bimba, pastinha, and besouro mangangá
He went with traíra, canjiquinha, and master valdemar
Wherever you are playing
Your master will be there
To guide your paths
Along with father Oxalá
Don't cry boy, don't keep crying
Don't cry boy
For your master has gone to heaven to live with God
Don't cry boy, don't keep crying
Don't cry boy
For your master has gone to heaven to live with God
Don't cry boy, don't keep crying
Don't cry boy
He went near bimba and valdemar, the boy's lament
Once I was walking
I felt a tightness in my heart
Saw a boy crying
With his berimbau in hand
I asked the boy
What had happened
The boy still crying
Said my master has passed away
I sat with the boy
And began to explain
That his master had departed
Went to heaven to live with God
He went near his bimba, pastinha, and besouro mangangá
He went with traíra, canjiquinha, and master valdemar
Wherever you are playing
Your master will be there
To guide your paths
Along with father Oxalá
Don't cry boy, don't keep crying
Don't cry boy
For your master has gone to heaven to live with God
Don't cry boy, don't keep crying
Don't cry boy
For your master has gone to heaven to live with God
Don't cry boy, don't keep crying
Don't cry boy
He went near bimba and valdemar, the boy's lament
Once I was walking
Feeling a tightness in my heart
I saw a boy crying
With his berimbau in hand
I asked the boy
What had happened
And the boy still crying
Said my master has passed away
I sat with the boy
And began to explain
That his master had departed
Went to heaven to live with God
He went near his bimba, pastinha, and besouro mangangá
He went with traíra, canjiquinha, and master valdemar
Wherever you are playing
Your master will be there
To guide your paths
Along with father Oxalá
The boy don't cry
Your master won't like it
Because you are the seed
That will sprout one day
The boy got up
With a smiling gesture
Squeezing my hand
And walked away happily
His smiling gesture
That's what moved me
Because I saw that the boy
At that moment understood
