Caboclo Sonhador

I'm a dreaming caboclo
My lord, you see?
Don't try to change my verse
If that's how it is, there's no discussion
My return to the marsh
Diminishes my prayer

Heart so sertanejo
See how plaintive my gaze is
Immersed in the alleys of my past
Lost in the vastness of this place
Remembering the braveries of Neném
Asking myself constantly about Baía
Neca and Quinha, how are they? Is everything okay?
My song is as much as the sabiá sings

I'm devoted to Padim Ciço Romão
I'm a fan of our King of Cangaço
And my lap culminated in thoughts
In my thirsty offspring I want to arrive

Let me sing lullabies
Make way for the new singer
Let my verse pass on the avenue
A forró so good it's bladder-bursting

Let me sing lullabies
Make way for the new singer
Let my verse pass on the avenue
A forró so good it's bladder-bursting

I'm a dreaming caboclo
My lord, you see?
Don't try to change my verse
If that's how it is, there's no discussion
My return to the marsh
Diminishes my prayer

Heart so sertanejo
See how plaintive my gaze is
Immersed in the alleys of my past
Lost in the vastness of this place
Remembering the braveries of Neném
Asking myself constantly about Baía
Neca and Quinha, how are they? Is everything okay?
My song is as much as the sabiá sings

I'm devoted to Padim Ciço Romão
I'm a fan of our King of Cangaço
And my lap culminated in thoughts
In my thirsty offspring I want to arrive

Let me sing lullabies
Make way for the new singer
Let my verse pass on the avenue
A forró so good it's bladder-bursting

Let me sing lullabies
Make way for the new singer
Let my verse pass on the avenue
A forró so good it's bladder-bursting