Maresia [English translation]

My love is gone

Took my identity with him

Now, I'm not so sure where I am

Nor where the reality is

Ah if only I were a sailor

I should be the one who'd walk away

My heart, then,

Would not have broken in pieces

But If it would, I could mend it, though,

With [a glue from] the smell of the seas

I would love and unlove

Without any regret,

But in a poetic manner

Ah if only I were a sailor

I would have a sweet sweet home

There would not be only Rio de Janeiro

But the immensity and the sea

The West, the East, the North and the South

The very place where a man stands

When the sun raises in the blue of the sky

Or when there is moonlight on the sea

I would not look for comfort

Nor would save money

I would have one love for every port

Ah if only I were a sailor

I would not care for money

Ah if only I were a sailor