Sonho de Um Caminhoneiro

They were two inseparable friends
Fighting for life and bread
Carrying a dream from city to city
Of owning their truck
With a lot of struggle and sacrifice
To pay the installment on time
The dream finally came true
The employee becomes the boss

Their journeys were endless
Of tiredness, dust, and ground
And one of the friends, a newlywed
Was going to be the father of the first son
With joy, they came along the road
Eager to arrive
And the truck driver said to his friend
I will give you my son to baptize

But fate, cruel and treacherous
Marked the time and place
The light rain and the wet road
Collided with a truck
But as everyone has their fate
One of them was not taken by death
And the dying man in his friend's arms said
Go meet my son because I won't

At that curve by the roadside
A cross next to the pine tree
Forever marks where
The life and dream of a truck driver were cut short
With the death of his companion
The longing will come
Those good old times
Will never return

But fate, cruel and treacherous
Marked the time and place
The light rain and the wet road
Collided with a truck
But as everyone has their fate
One of them was not taken by death
And the dying man in his friend's arms said
Go meet my son because I won't