As Curvas da Estrada de Santos [English translation]

If you intend to know who I am

I can tell you

Get in my car, (while in) the road to Santos

And you'll know me

You may think I don't even like myself

And that, in my age, only speed stays with me

I'm always alone

And, in my way, time is shorter and shorter

I need help

Please come to me

I'm very lonely

If, by any chance, during a curve I remember my world

I step it up, correct (my turn) in a second, I mustn't stop

I prefer the curves of the road to Santos

Where I try to forget

A love I had

And saw (it) fade in the rear-view mirror

But if I ever find again the love I've lost

The curves are over

And on the road of Santos I won't drive again

No, I won't drive (there) again