Café Com Leite [English translation]

There's skin that stick in ours and doesn't unstick anymore

Perfume that doesn't fade away

There's good music that is only good in one voice

In others it is not.

That's the time nostalgia kicks in

And we sit and cry

And the remaining tears

We save for another story

No one ever died of love

I know I won't be the first to [ie, ie]

Admit you still remember!

Ours cold nights, coffee with milk

A hot kiss, to the sound of Djavan

or Luan I am your fan [Lá, la la la la]

There's skin that stick in ours and doesn't unstick anymore

Perfume that doesn't fade away

There's good music that is only good in one voice

In others it is not.

That's the time nostalgia kicks in

And we sit and cry

And the remaining tears

We save for another story

No one ever died of love

I know I won't be the first to [ie, ie]

Admit you still remember!

Ours cold nights, coffee with milk

A hot kiss, to the sound of Djavan

or Luan I am your fan [Lá, la la la la]