Farrapo De Gente
Pedro Bento e Zé da Estrada
Rag of People
Goodbye friends of lost early mornings
My hope I have already lost forever
Goodbye women, ruin of my life
I'm leaving and I'll never come back here
I want to leave my guitar as a gift
For the unfortunate who will take my place
Whoever comes like me to these people
Living smiling with the desire to cry
Long ago in the city center
I left my home in an immense sea of pain
I left the one who truly loved me
To feel the temptation of a new love
My wife lamenting her dark fate
Returned again to her parents' house
And today she prefers death a thousand times
And she doesn't intend to come back by my side
Sometimes I think of deserting life itself
Remembering the man I used to be
The bad friends, the women, and the drink
Reduced me to this rag of people
I feel remorse driving away my calm
Because I lost so much money and so much fame
And as punishment, what hurts me the most in my soul
Is to remember that I shipwrecked my home in the mud
