Tristeza Do Jeca

With Caetano Veloso

In these simple verses
My beautiful, my love
For you, I want to sing
Of my suffering and my pain
I’m like a mockingbird
That when it sings, it’s just sadness
From the branch where it sits

With this guitar, I sing and truly moan
Each tune represents a longing

I was born in that mountain
In a little shack by the ground
All full of holes
Where the moon shines bright
When dawn arrives
Out in the woods, the birds
Start making a ruckus

With this guitar, I sing and truly moan
Each tune represents a longing

I’m gonna stop with my guitar
I can’t sing anymore
'Cause when the Jeca sings
He just wants to cry
Wants to cry
Wants to cry
The tears that keep falling
Slowly start to fade away
Like the waters going to the sea