A Morte do Vaqueiro
Luiz Gonzaga
The Cowboy's Death
Hey, cattle, hi
Hey
On a very sad afternoon
Cattle moo incessantly
Mourning their cowboy
Who no longer comes to sing
No longer comes to sing
So mournful to sing
Tengo, lengo, tengo, lengo
Tengo, lengo, tengo
Hey, cattle, hi
Good northeastern cowboy
Dies without leaving a penny
His name is forgotten
In the backlands of the hinterland
They will never hear
His singing, my brother
Tengo, lengo, tengo, lengo
Tengo, lengo, tengo
Hey, cattle, hi
Shaken in a grave
Despised by the Lord
Only remembered by the dog
Who still cries
His pain
It's too much pain
To cry with love
Tengo, lengo, tengo, lengo
Tengo, lengo, tengo
Tengo, lengo, tengo, lengo
Tengo, lengo, tengo
Hey, cattle, hi
Hey
