O Rapaz da Camisola Verde
De mãos nos bolso e de olhar distante,
Jeito de marinheiro ou de soldado,
Era um rapaz de camisola verde,
Negra madeixa ao vento,
Boina maruja ao lado.
Perguntei-lhe quem era e ele me disse
"Sou do monte, Senhor, e um seu criado".
Pobre rapaz de camisola verde,
Negra madeixa ao vento,
Boina maruja ao lado.
Negra madeixa ao vento,
Boina maruja ao lado.
Negra madeixa ao vento,
Boina maruja ao lado.
Porque me assaltam turvos pensamentos?
Na minha frente estava um condenado.
Vai-te, rapaz da camisola verde,
Negra madeixa ao vento,
Boina maruja ao lado.
Ouvindo-me, quedou-se altivo moço,
Indiferente à raiva do meu brado,
E ali ficou de camisola verde,
Negra madeixa ao vento,
Boina maruja ao lado.
Negra madeixa ao vento,
Boina maruja ao lado.
Negra madeixa ao vento,
Boina maruja ao lado.
Soube depois ali que se perdera
Esse que só eu pudera ter salvado.
Ai do rapaz da camisola verde,
Negra madeixa ao vento,
Boina maruja ao lado.
Ai do rapaz da camisola verde,
Negra madeixa ao vento,
Boina maruja ao lado.
Negra madeixa ao vento,
Boina maruja ao lado.
Negra madeixa ao vento,
Boina maruja ao lado.
The Boy in the Green Sweater
With hands in pockets and a distant look,
Like a sailor or a soldier,
He was a boy in a green sweater,
Black lock in the wind,
Marine beret by his side.
I asked him who he was and he told me
'I'm from the mountain, Sir, and your servant'.
Poor boy in a green sweater,
Black lock in the wind,
Marine beret by his side.
Black lock in the wind,
Marine beret by his side.
Black lock in the wind,
Marine beret by his side.
Why do dark thoughts assail me?
In front of me stood a condemned man.
Go away, boy in the green sweater,
Black lock in the wind,
Marine beret by his side.
Listening to me, the proud lad remained,
Indifferent to the rage of my cry,
And there he stood in a green sweater,
Black lock in the wind,
Marine beret by his side.
Black lock in the wind,
Marine beret by his side.
Black lock in the wind,
Marine beret by his side.
I later learned that he had been lost there,
He who only I could have saved.
Oh, the boy in the green sweater,
Black lock in the wind,
Marine beret by his side.
Oh, the boy in the green sweater,
Black lock in the wind,
Marine beret by his side.
Black lock in the wind,
Marine beret by his side.
Black lock in the wind,
Marine beret by his side.