(Music) ♪ You see these work boots in my hands ♪ ♪ They'll probably fit you now, my son ♪ ♪ Take them, they're a gift from me ♪ ♪ Why don't you try them on? ♪ ♪ It would do your old man good to see ♪ ♪ You walking in these boots one day ♪ ♪ And take your place among the men ♪ ♪ Who work upon the slipway ♪ ♪ These dead man's boots, though they're old and curled ♪ ♪ When a fellow needs a job and a place in the world ♪ ♪ And it's time for a man to put down roots ♪ ♪ And walk to the river in his old man's boots ♪ ♪ He said, "I'm dying, son, and asking ♪ ♪ That you do one final thing for me ♪ ♪ You're barely but a sapling, and you think that you're a tree ♪ ♪ If you need a seed to prosper ♪ ♪ You must first put down some roots ♪ ♪ Just one foot then the other in ♪ ♪ These dead man's boots" ♪ ♪ These dead man's boots, though they're old and curled ♪ ♪ When a fellow needs a job and a place in the world ♪ ♪ And it's time for a man to put down roots ♪ ♪ And walk to the river in his old man's boots ♪ ♪ I said, "Why in the hell would I do that? ♪ ♪ Why would I agree?" ♪ ♪ When his hand was all that I'd received ♪ ♪ As far as I remember ♪ ♪ It's not as if he'd spoiled me with his kindness ♪ ♪ Up to then, you see ♪ ♪ I'd a plan of my own and I'd quit this place ♪ ♪ When I came of age September ♪ ♪ These dead man's boots know their way down the hill ♪ ♪ They could walk there themselves, and they probably will ♪ ♪ I've plenty of choices, I've plenty other routes ♪ ♪ And you'll never see me walking in these dead man's boots ♪ ♪ What was it made him think ♪ ♪ I'd be happy ending up like him ♪ ♪ When he'd hardly got two halfpennies left ♪ ♪ Or a broken pot to piss in? ♪ ♪ He wanted this same thing for me ♪ ♪ Was that his final wish? ♪ ♪ He said, "What the hell are you gonna do?" ♪ ♪ I said, "Anything but this!" ♪ ♪ These dead man's boots know their way down the hill ♪ ♪ They can walk there themselves and they probably will ♪ ♪ But they won't walk with me ‘cause I'm off the other way ♪ ♪ I've had it up to here, I'm gonna have my say ♪ ♪ When all you've got left is that cross on the wall ♪ ♪ I want nothing from you, I want nothing at all ♪ ♪ Not a pension, nor a pittance, when your whole life is through ♪ ♪ Get this through your head, I'm nothing like you ♪ ♪ I'm done with all the arguments, there'll be no more disputes ♪ ♪ And you'll die before you see me in your dead man's boots ♪ (Applause) Thank you.
(Música) ♪ Vês estas botas que tenho nas mãos? ♪ ♪ Devem servir-te, meu filho ♪ ♪ Recebe este meu presente ♪ ♪ Porque é que não as experimentas? ♪ ♪ Seria o orgulho do teu velho pai ♪ ♪ ver-te com essas botas ♪ ♪ E tomar o teu lugar ao lado dos homens ♪ ♪ Que trabalham na rampa ♪ ♪ Estas botas de um defunto, embora velhas e enrugadas ♪ ♪ Quando alguém precisa de um emprego e um lugar no mundo ♪ ♪ E é hora de um homem assentar raízes ♪ ♪ E caminhar até ao rio nas botas do seu velhote ♪ ♪ Ele disse: "Estou a morrer, filho, e peço-te ♪ ♪ Que tenhas um derradeiro gesto por mim ♪ ♪ És apenas um ramo e pensas ser a árvore ♪ Se necessitas de sementes  para prosperar ♪ ♪ Primeiro deves assentar raízes ♪ ♪ Primeiro um pé, depois o outro ♪ ♪ Nestas botas de um defunto" ♪ ♪ Estas botas de um defunto, embora velhas e enrugadas ♪ ♪ Quando alguém precisa de um emprego e um lugar no mundo ♪ ♪ E é hora de um homem assentar raízes ♪ ♪ E caminhar até ao rio nas botas do seu velhote ♪ ♪ Eu perguntei: "Porque diabo haveria eu de fazer isso? ♪ ♪ Porque haveria de aceitar?" ♪ ♪ Se apenas recebi a sua mão ♪ ♪ Tanto quanto recordo ♪ ♪ Não direi que fui mimado com a sua bondade ♪ ♪ Até essa altura, sabem, ♪ ♪ Tinha o meu plano de abandonar este lugar ♪ ♪ Quando atingisse a maioridade ♪ ♪ Estas botas de um defunto sabem o caminho rua abaixo ♪ ♪ Creio que sabem andar sozinhas e quase de certeza o farão ♪ ♪ Tenho bastantes escolhas, bastantes caminhos ♪ ♪ E nunca usarei as botas do defunto ♪ ♪ O que o levou a pensar ♪ ♪ Que eu seria feliz com o mesmo destino ♪ ♪ Quando apenas tinha duas moedinhas no bolso ♪ ♪ Ou um penico rachado onde urinar? ♪ ♪ Ele queria isso para mim ♪ ♪ Era esse o seu  derradeiro desejo? ♪ ♪ E disse-me: "Que raios vais fazer?" ♪ ♪ Respondi: "Tudo menos isso" ♪ ♪ Estas botas de um defunto  sabem o caminho rua abaixo ♪ ♪ Creio que sabem andar sozinhas e quase de certeza o farão ♪ ♪ Mas não as calçarei pois o meu caminho é outro ♪ ♪ Cheguei até aqui, eu é que vou decidir ♪ ♪ Quando tudo o que resta é aquela cruz na parede ♪ ♪ Nada quero de si, nada quero de ninguém ♪ ♪ Nem pensão, nem reforma no fim da vida ♪ ♪ Meta isso na cabeça, não sou como você ♪ ♪ É o fim das discussões, das disputas♪ ♪ E você há-de morrer antes de me ver calçado com as botas do defunto (Aplausos) Obrigado.