Lavava no rio, lavava [English translation]

I washed at the river, I washed

The cold would freeze me, it froze me

When I would go to the river to wash

I was hungry, I hungered

I would also cry, I cried

Seeing my mother crying

I would also sing, I sung

I would also dream, I dreamt

And in my fantasy

Such things I fantasized

I'd forget I was crying

I'd forget I was suffering

I no longer wash at the river

But I continue to cry

I no longer dream what I dreamt

If I no longer wash at the river

Why does this cold freeze me

More than it used to then

Ai my mother, my mother

How I miss this goodness

Of the evil I then knew

And the hunger I then had

And the cold that froze us

And of my fantasy

We are no longer hungry mother

But now we no longer have

The wish of not having it

Now we don't know how to dream

Now we try to deceive

The desire to die