Cavaleiro Andante

Because I am the knight errant
Who lives in your book of adventures
You can come cry on my chest
The sorrows and misfortunes

Whenever the wind scolds you
And the May rain wets you
Whenever your boat runs aground
And life goes by and doesn't look at you

Because I am the knight errant
That your old fear invented
You can come cry on my chest
For you always know where I am

Whenever the radio says
That America stole the moon
Or that a madman pursues you
And calls you names in the street

Because I am the one who arrives and tells
Lies that make you happy
And you vibrate with stories
Of trips I never took

You can come cry on my chest
Far from all that is bad
For I will always be by your side
On my wooden horse