Futuros Amantes [English translation]

Do not fret, I pray

Nothing is for now

Love is in no hurry

It can wait in silence

Deep in the closet

Awaiting collection

For millennia, millennia

Up in the air

And who knows, then

Rio will be

Some submerged city

The divers will come

Explore your home

Your bedroom, your things

Your soul, lofts

Sages in vain

Will try to decipher

The echo of old words

Fragments of letters, poems

Lies, portraits

Remains of a strange civilisation

Do not fret, I pray

Nothing is for now

Loves will always be kind

Future lovers, maybe

If you love without knowing

With the love that i, one day

Left for you.