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Vaqueiro VéioOld Cowboy

Luiz Gonzaga · Aboios & Vaquejadas, Nos Caminhos da Fé e São João Na Roça Aboios & Vaquejadas, On the Paths of Faith and São João in the Countryside (2014)

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Composer: Luiz Gonzaga

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Vaqueiro véio sentado

Na varanda da morada

Estrupiado

Já não tange mais boiada

Fica chorando

Quando passa outro aboiando

Êêê boi...

Lembrando o tempo

Quando bom vaqueiro foi........bis

Vaqueiro véio

A velhice é tão mesquinha

Não é tua, não é minha

Para todos vai chegar

Te consola vaqueiro

Solta aboio vaqueiro

Que sorrindo ou chorando

Amanhã senta outro em teu lugar

Êêê boi...

Lembrando o tempo

Quando bom vaqueiro foi........bis

Vaqueiro véio sentado

Na varanda da morada

Estrupiado

Já não tange mais boiada

Fica chorando

Quando passa outro aboiando

Êêê boi...

Lembrando o tempo

Quando bom vaqueiro foi........bis

Vaqueiro véio

A velhice é tão mesquinha

Não é tua, não é minha

Para todos vai chegar

Te consola vaqueiro

Solta aboio vaqueiro

Que sorrindo ou chorando

Amanhã senta outro em teu lugar

Êêê boi...Lembrando o tempo

Quando bom vaqueiro foi........bis

Translation

Old cowboy sitting

On the veranda of the dwelling

Crippled

He no longer drives cattle

He keeps crying

When another one passes by singing the cattle call

Êêê boi...

Remembering the time

When he was a good cowboy

Remembering the time

When he was a good cowboy


Old cowboy

Old age is so mean

It's not yours, it's not mine

It will come for everyone

Console yourself, cowboy

Let out a cattle call, cowboy

Because smiling or crying

Tomorrow another will sit in your place

Êêê boi...

Remembering the time

When he was a good cowboy

Remembering the time

When he was a good cowboy


Old cowboy sitting

On the veranda of the dwelling

Crippled

He no longer drives cattle

He keeps crying

When another one passes by singing the cattle call

Êêê boi...

Remembering the time

When he was a good cowboy

Remembering the time

When he was a good cowboy


Old cowboy

Old age is so mean

It's not yours, it's not mine

It will come for everyone

Console yourself, cowboy

Let out a cattle call, cowboy

Because smiling or crying

Tomorrow another will sit in your place

Êêê boi...Remembering the time

When he was a good cowboy

Êêê boi...Remembering the time

When he was a good cowboy

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