Back in nineteen eighty-seven, down that red dirt lane Eucalyptus winds called out my name The pastures rolled where the sunlight played And life was sweet in the shade we made Grandpa’s hands and Grandma’s grace Their laughter carved in that sacred place The smell of milk, the sound of rain Still echo softly through my veins My uncles joked by the old barn door Cousins running wild like never before We chased the wind, barefoot and free God’s country shining just for me Evenings came with the fires’ glow Stories told in the afterglow The stars above were bright and near And love was simple, pure, and clear Those golden days have gone their way But in my heart, they always stay The man I am was shaped right there By gentle souls and country air Take me back to São Carlos days Where faith and laughter lit our ways To Grandma’s song, to Grandpa’s hand To that old life on holy land Take me back where the rivers flow Where time stood still, and love would grow The fields still hum the songs we played Back in those São Carlos days Now the years have flown like grain in wind But I’d give it all to go again To smell that grass, that morning dew To see their smiles, the skies so blue The gentle hearts that raised me strong Still guide my soul when nights are long I thank the Lord for what they gave Their love still shines beyond the grave Through every mile and every town I hear their voices calling down Heaven holds them, safe and near But I still feel them whisper here Take me back to São Carlos days Where faith and laughter lit our ways To Grandma’s song, to Grandpa’s hand To that old life on holy land Take me back where the rivers flow Where time stood still, and love would grow The fields still hum the songs we played Back in those São Carlos days Take me back to São Carlos days Where faith and laughter lit our ways To Grandma’s song, to Grandpa’s hand To that old life on holy land Take me back where the rivers flow Where time stood still, and love would grow The fields still hum the songs we played Back in those São Carlos days In every dawn, their love remains Through joy and tears, through loss and rains God holds them now, His arms embrace But I still feel their warmest grace Take me back to São Carlos days Through the roads of dust and faith that stay My heart still rides that golden haze Back to those São Carlos days