14 Anos

I was 14 years old
When my father called me (when my father called me)
He asked me if I wanted
To study philosophy
Medicine or engineering
I had to be a doctor

But my aspiration
Was to have a guitar
To become a samba musician
He then advised me
Samba musicians have no value
In this land of doctors
And you, doctor
My father was right

I see a samba being sold
And the samba musician forgotten
Its true author
I am in need
But my samba, embarrassed
I do not sell, no sir