This night I will go outside
I'm not going to gather any more sorrows
In this my closed room
//: What in my bosom sulks
They are pains I sadly bring
In my mouth in the form of a fado://
This night I will not hide
Between the hands trembling cold
The solitude coming for me
//:From my round chest comes
A sigh and the anguishes
To which I don't want to give in to://
This night I'll not reclaim
The shaded light of my room
In which the sorrow is accented
//:I set aside what I call
The pain of an ungrateful past
This night I will go outside://