A Menina e o Poeta [English translation]

Virgin, brunette girl

In her hair - a braid

In her face - a childish way

In her voice - a woman's chant

Virgin, brunette girl

In her eyes - the entire Spring

In her body - a long wait

Heart plated in faith

The evening runs to the night

The moon awakens smiling

The girl at the window

Bud blooming into flower

The first desire was born

Met the first love

In the stories of a poet

The girl believed

In the stories of a poet

The girl believed

But the poet went out one day

And hasn't returned to this day

To where did he go away?

No one knows which way

The winds that went with him

Came back there one day

But came alone

And the girl cried away

In the stories of the poet

The girl believed

And from the girl's eyes

A tear rolled down

And from the girl's eyes

A tear rolled down