Fado do Retorno II [English translation]

Love, it's very early

And late is but a word

Night is a memory

That darkens nothing

You're here, you've come back

Entering just like always

Slowing down your steps

And stopping on the rug

May a light therefore burn

And the fire warm up

Our fingers tightly joined

By so much urgency

Love, it's very early

And late is but a word

Night is a memory

That darkens nothing

You're back, and I'm back

Too, and anxious to give

The kiss you ask for

Against this wall

May the shadows flutter

So that their image makes

Both of our faces

Touched by grace

Love, it's very early

And late is but a word

Night is a memory

That darkens nothing

Love, what will be

Surer than the future

If the future harbours

The choice of what's purest

Now we smoke our smoke

Now our blanket fully covers us

And now sleep has come

To close our throats

May our eyelashes see

And may this house be

Autumn's tree

Covered with cherries.