Текст и перевод песни Gujo Teixeira - Carreira de Campo

Carreira de Campo

Era uma tarde qualquer
Volta pras casas da lida
Ia um gateado e um tordilho
Cruzando a várzea estendida

Ia um índio no gateado
No tordilho outro campeiro
Um de pala a meia espalda
Outro de lenço e sombreiro

Se largaram em paleteio que um olhar firma carreira
Desde as duas corticeiras até o cruzar da porteira
É a rédea frouxa na mão contra uma espora segura
Quem sabe é por pataquada, por honra ou por rapadura

Só sei que, bem
Pareciam dois tauras em disparada
Uma carga de combate, mas era só carreirada
Hace tiempo no se via uma carreira tão parelha
Era focinho a focinho, era orelha com orelha

A várzea ficou pequena
Pra mostrar como se faz
Uma carreira de campo
Saltando o barro pra trás

O gateado mais ligeiro
Que um tirambaço de bala
Cruzou o vão da porteira
Com o índio abanando o pala

O tordilho, outro balaço cruzou ligeiro num facho
Chapéu quebrado na aba, mas firme no barbicacho
Quem perdeu e quem ganhou cruzaram assim num repente
Um diz que cruzou primeiro o outro que ia na frente

Só sei que, bem
Pareciam dois tauras em disparada
Uma carga de combate, mas era só carreirada
Hace tiempo no se via uma carreira tão parelha
Era focinho a focinho, era orelha com orelha

Só sei que, bem
Pareciam dois tauras em disparada
Uma carga de combate, mas era só carreirada
Hace tiempo no se via uma carreira tão parelha
Era focinho a focinho, era orelha com orelha

Country Race

It was an ordinary afternoon
Come back home to the farm labor
A cow and a dapple gray
Crossing an extended valley

An Indian was on the cow
Another cowboy on the dapple gray
One wearing a scarf on his shoulder
Another wearing a bandana and hat

They threw themselves into a race where a look firmly starts the race
From two fences to the crossing of the gate
The reins loose in hand against a secure spur
Who knows, perhaps for bragging rights, for honor, or for candy

I only know that, my girl
They looked like two bulls galloping
A combat charge, but it was just a race
It's been a while since I've seen such an even race
It was nose to nose, it was ear to ear

The valley became small
To show how it's done
A country race
Jumping the mud backwards

The cow was faster
Than a bullet shot
Crossed the width of the gate
With the Indian waving his hat

The dapple gray, also a bullet, crossed quickly in a flash
Hat broken at the brim, but firm on the chinstrap
Who lost and who won crossed like that in a moment
One says he crossed first, the other that he was ahead

I only know that, my girl
They looked like two bulls galloping
A combat charge, but it was just a race
It's been a while since I've seen such an even race
It was nose to nose, it was ear to ear

I only know that, my girl
They looked like two bulls galloping
A combat charge, but it was just a race
It's been a while since I've seen such an even race
It was nose to nose, it was ear to ear