Eu Com Você [English translation]

If what I call mine

I'm the part that I live without

I bite the earth if I miss the sky

In a sigh I am the air

Much more than the part I am the whole

My ear i am without you

But in the land where hunger invents hunting

I am the grace of all being

Me with you

If what I call yours

I say the part that ends with me

I open the veins if the air is lacking

I breathe what you are and what I am

Much less in the afternoon I am the other

My ear is not without you

And in the land where hunting invents fire

I am the grace of all being

Me with you

Me with you

Me with you

Me with you