Dolça remor de cada tarda [English translation]

Sweet murmur of every afternoon,

Do not fade away: do caress me

With the voices and laughter

Of singing children

Down my street where, only they

Bring tenderness every evening

As well as old memories that cause the rebirth

Of longing for those arms,

Because I cannot love them...

Stop this torment for just a little.

Acrimonious sweetness of every afternoon,

Return once more and intoxicate me;

Do not forget it, come,

Bring me his smile,

Even though I know that it isn't meant for me.

Sweet murmur of every afternoon,

Do not fade away: do caress me

With the voices and laughter

Of singing children

Down my street where, only they

Bring tenderness every evening...

Bring tenderness every evening...

Bring tenderness every evening...

Sweet murmur of every afternoon!