Arraial [English translation]

Camp has ended

Leaves and flags have no colour

Just like that day on which you arrived

Just like that day, my love

Why sing

If you no longer hear

Our singing is still as before

And our dream in the stars of the horizon

Though born the moon of the mills

Though born the day by the hills

I still see the curve of the road

Still the same sound, the same sources

You know my love, I am not alone

Through the halls of silence in which I hear you

I open the window, still smelling of rosemary

I see myself in the mirror, I still see mourning