Toada a Kara Véia

On March twenty-seventh
In the year two thousand and four
A tragedy has happened
See how the fact was
A sad idea came up
From friend Kara vein
Practicing a sad fact

When the news broke
On radio and television
That Kara Véia killed herself with her own hands
The people didn't believe it
That singer ended up without precision

Champreta, beloved land
Where you were born and raised
Where did you make your life?
His first steps took
Today we cry goodbye
For having lost a life
That great son of yours

Your family cries
Your father is very sorry
For having been with your son a shelf ago
But when he turned around
Kara Veia waved
And said goodbye forever

It was leaving memories
Who left never to return
He sang, he made the people happy
He showed his entire poster
Today is singing in the sky
And received a trophy
The forgiveness of the Great Father

He left our company
And he left, never to return
The people were happy and sang
He showed his entire poster
Today is singing in the sky
And received a trophy
The forgiveness of the Great Father

Here the tune ends
Speaking of a Cowboy
That the people knew throughout this entire country
Recorded An Unlucky Son
For him, death was left like the umbu tree