Chuva [English translation]

the common things in life

aren't missed

only the memories that make us hurt

or those which make us smile

there are people who stay in story

in our (life) story

and others who's name

we don't even remember to have heard

these are the emotions that bring life

the "saudade" that I carry with me

those (emotions) that I had with you

and that by the end I've lost

There are days

that seal our soul and life

and the one that you've left me I can’t forget

The rain wet my face

(that was) frozen and tired

the streets of the city

I've already crossed

ai... my cry of lost young girl

screamed to the city

that the fire of love

under the rain

had just died

the rain heard and kept silence

(about) my secret to the city

and then it knocks on the window

bringing "saudade"