Boiada
Pedro Bento e Zé da Estrada
Cattle Drive
Cattle drive, sad cattle drive on the dusty road
Cattle drive, my heart also walks so alone
Carrying along the old longing, stored hope
It carries the sadness slowly on the road
I left home as a boy, leaving my parents crying
I grew up alone in the world and never returned
My sister must be married, my mother who never forgets me
My father is surely old, my brother doesn't even recognize me
The moon kisses my face, serenely caresses me
The wind serenades, where I sleep alone
The stars are my guards, I can sleep peacefully
And when they go away, the sun comes and I gather my cattle
Many times at the farewell, I have to disguise
When a tear rolls, falling from my eyes
The dust rises, forming a sign in the sky
Spreading in dust letters, memory of a cowboy