Chuva de arroz [English translation]

I haven't changed my city, nor my telephone

Only chose to be happy

It's the same address, the same apartment

In front of the main church

For this reason a great many people pass by

And who has never gone by, will go

Already I'm telling my friends

Calm down, that I'm not going to go crazy

I've already gone crazy!

I fell in love, hopelessly

And that which I know, is that from here on out

It's going to be our city, our telephone

Our address, our apartment

You know that church?

I'm here at the front, imagining a rain of rice on us!