Nos Bailes da Vida

Only those who take a dream
As their way of living
Can unravel the secret
Of being happy

It was in the dances of life or in a bar in exchange for bread
That many good people set foot in the profession
Of playing an instrument and singing
No matter if the one who paid wanted to listen
It was like that

Singing was seeking the path that leads to the sun
I have with me the memories of what I was
To sing nothing was far, everything so good
Even the dirt road in the cab of a truck
It was like that

With soaked clothes and a soul full of earth
Every artist has to go where the people are
If it was like this, it will be like this
Singing I disguise myself and I don't tire of living
Nor of singing