Caminheiro

Wayfarer who is going towards my land
Please, make a stop at the white house on the hill
There lives an old lady crying for her son
That old lady is my mother and her son is me

Hey, wayfarer, deliver this message of mine!

Please, tell mother to take good care of what is mine
Take care of my horse that my late father gave me
My countryside dog, my fighting rooster
My old shotgun and the weeping guitar

Hey, wayfarer, do me this favor!

Wayfarer, tell mother not to worry
God willing, this year I will graduate
Once I get my diploma, I will bring her here
But if I do poorly in my studies, I will leave everything and return there

Hey, wayfarer, don't forget to tell her!
Hey, wayfarer, don't forget to tell her!