Vide-Vida Marvada

There's a rumor here where I live
That the sorrows I cry are poorly stitched
That in my ox's chewed grass
The drool has always been holy and purified

They say I've been chewing since I was a little boy
Weak and frail, the road's ration
I chew the world and ruminate
And that's how I go on living this hard life

It's that the guitar speaks loudly in my human heart
And every tune is a remedy for my disappointments
It's that the guitar speaks loudly in my human heart
And every sorrow is a mystery beyond this plane

For all those who only say I don't know how to live
Come over for a little visit
That in the verse or reverse of my whole life
You'll find me at a cateretê
You'll find me at a cateretê

There's a saying considered true
That a smart horse doesn't scare the herd
And those who reject the world grumbling
Will pass by bellowing through this hard life

My buddy who grew old singing
Says that by ruminating you can be happy
That's why I wander while playing my guitar
And thus seeking my lily flower

It's that the guitar speaks loudly in my human heart
And every sorrow is a mystery beyond this plane

For all those who only say I don't know how to live
Come over for a little visit
That in the verse or reverse of my whole life
You'll find me at a cateretê
You'll find me at a cateretê