Sentado À Beira do Caminho
Roberto Carlos
Sitting by the Wayside
I can't stay here anymore
Waiting
That one day suddenly
You come back to me
I see trucks
And hurried cars
Passing by me
I'm sitting by
A road
That has no end
My gaze gets lost in the dust
Of this sad road
Where the sadness
And the longing for you
Still exist
This Sun that burns
On my face
A glimmer of hope
To at least see up close
Your gaze
That I carry in my memory
I need to end this soon
I need to remember that I exist
That I exist, that I exist
The rain comes, wets my face
And then I cry so much
My tears
And the drops of this rain
Blend with my weeping
I look at myself, I search for myself
And find nothing
I'm a poor remnant of hope
By the wayside
I need to end this soon
I need to remember that I exist
That I exist, that I exist
Cars, trucks, dust
Road, everything, everything, everything
Blurs in my mind
My shadow accompanies me
And sees that I
Am slowly dying
Only you don't see that I
Can't stay here anymore
Alone
Waiting my whole life
For you
Sitting by the wayside
I need to end this soon
I need to remember that I exist
That I exist, that I exist