Anos Dourados [English translation]

You seem to be saying:

“I love you, Mary”

In the photograph

We look so happy

I call you in a hurry

And leave confessions

On the answering machine

It will be funny

If you have a new love

I see myself by your side

Do I love you?

I don’t remember

It feels like a December

Of a golden year

It feels like like a bolero

I want to tell you

That I don’t want

Your kisses ever again

Your kisses ever again

I don’t know if I have

Really forgotten you

In our photo

I look so beautiful

I call you breathless

And say confusing things

on your answering machine

It’s disconcerting

To see the greatest love again

My teary eyes

Insane Decembers

But then I remember

They are golden years

I still want you

Bolero, our verses are so trivial

But how I long for

Your kisses never more

Your kisses never more