A Morte do Vaqueiro
Luiz Gonzaga
The Death of the Cowboy
Hey, cattle, hey
And, hey
On a really sad afternoon
Cattle mooing non-stop
Mourning their cowboy
Who won't come back to call
Won't come back to call
So sorrowful to sing
Tango, lingo, tango, lingo
Tango, lingo, tango
Tango, lingo, tango, lingo
Tango, lingo, tango
Hey, cattle, hey
Good northeastern cowboy
Dies without a dime
His name is forgotten
In the rough lands of the backcountry
They'll never hear again
His song, my brother
Tango, lingo, tango, lingo
Tango, lingo, tango
Tango, lingo, tango, lingo
Tango, lingo, tango
Hey, cattle, hey
Shaken in a grave
Neglected by the Lord
Only remembered by the dog
That still cries
His pain
It's too much pain
Crying with love
Tango, lingo, tango, lingo
Tango, lingo, tango
Tango, lingo, tango, lingo
Tango, lingo, tango
Hey, cattle, hey
And, hey
