Um Pito

Look, boy, pay attention to what you're doing
After you leave, it's hard to come back
I scolded you and you keep brooding
About leaving this ranch, young man

Look, boy, it's different in the city
And surely you'll miss what you have here
I just ask you, don't forget your people
Every now and then, send a letter, boy

If you're leaving, please don't linger
Move forward and don't look back
And so you won't see the persistent tear
That wets your old man's face, my boy

Look at your mother, with white hair
And at this old man who speaks to you without shouting
Weigh your plans, I want you to be honest
If you go, take the saddlebag to face

Look, boy, take some spare change
Grab some mate to brew your mate
And take some jerky to see if you keep
A little bit of love for this land

If you're leaving, please don't linger
Move forward and don't look back
And so you won't see the persistent tear
That wets your old man's face, my boy