Ausência [English translation]

I went back to the pier

I remember the farewell

your appearance, so sad

my voice, so restrained

Knowing not how to say goodbye

I'm a prisoner of your reflection

...praying to God and to heaven

that brief is the journey

I find your absense

...in all places

And I plant your essence

...in the most vulgar of things

Could they be constant

...the promisses you made

or for only an instant

...have you forgotten about me?

My cries have dried

...and my lament I've hushed

But I keep on counting the minutes

...until I meet you again

Tell me you won't be long

...tell me it's not too late