Nos Bailes da Vida [English translation]

It was in the dances of life or at a bar

In exchange for bread

That a lot of good people set foot on the profession

Of playing an instrument and singing

Not caring if who payed wanted to hear

It was like that

To sing was to search the path

That leads to the sun

I have with me the memories of what I was

To sing nothing was far, everything so good

Even the dirt road in the truck cab

It was like that

With soaked clothes and the soul

Full of ground

Every artist have to go where the people are

If so, so it will be

Singing I disguise and don't get tired

Of living nor singing