They postponed the trip
I wound up in another train
The landscape was so beautiful
Our destination was Belém
Now is the time to
Harvest the ripe fruits on the wind
Pequi is always in my thoughts
Just like a bowl full of bourbon mango
The Sun rises and the Moon is born
And a boy comes too
The landscape is so beautiful
He is my son and he's alright
Now it's too late, we can't postpone the trip
João is three years old
I don't deserve to be elsewhere
I'll come back someday
Because the tracks were already removed
I see the evenings and I live life
Nothing is in vain