A Linha e o Linho [English translation]

It's your life I would like to embroider on mine

As if I were the cloth and you were the thread

And the reality needle in the hands of fantasy

Went embroidering point to point our everyday life

And little by little our love appeared

Our crazy feelings, our love

The whirlwind of pain, the colors of joy

The gentle curve of understanding

Shaping the rose petal of passion

Your life, my way, our love

You as the thread and me as the linen, our love

Our bedspread, our tablecloth

Remade in the embroidery

The house, the road, the stream

The sun, the bird, the tree, the nest of beauty.