Ayer [English translation]

Yesterday I found the flower you once gave me

as a token of the love you offered me.

That tender carnation faithfully keeps its fragrance...

Yesterday I found the flower you once gave me.

I still keep that letter you once wrote for me;

it had a passion red stain.

Your signature and the carnation made me sad...

I still keep that letter you once wrote for me.

Please, come back; for life is too short;

We should end our doubts and grudges.

As the singer wisely sang, past is past;

out of all evils, pride is the worst.

Let's rekindle our passion, for life is too short;

let's make our hearts warm.

The fragrance of forgiveness... that's what our beings long for:

the perfume of hope for a new dawn,

the freshness of spring forevermore.

The fragrance of forgiveness... that's what our beings long for

Get up and enjoy, for life is short

Liven up at last and forget about the rest

Have no fear and listen up about life's teachings:

Do not bring upon yourself one more heartache because of the same old mistake!

Get up and enjoy, for life is short

Liven up at last and forget about the rest

Get rid of all the sorrows at last, and set out for the good life

In love and harmony, like the waves and the sand.

Get up and enjoy, for life is short

Liven up at last and forget about the rest

Cheer up, shake the blues off, get together and leave problems behind

Racatacatá, cun, cun, prá (onomatopoeia for percussion)

The drums are calling!