Expresso Boiadeiro

I no longer herd cattle on horseback along the dirt road
My cattle herd turned into a truck
I used to wash eight to ten companions' meals
Today I find myself alone on the cattle express

Go, cattle herd, go crossing this backlands
Go away, herd of cattle, inside my heart
Go herd, go killing with excitement!
A passionate cowboy who now cries with longing
I miss the dust of the road

In this new vehicle of mine, I transport the entire herd of cattle
I'm the rear guard, I'm the pointer, I don't let any oxen get away
The cabin is my horse, the horn is my bugle
And the tear, the longing for distant companions