Meu triste, triste amor [English translation]

My sad, sad love

Of innocent nights

That the love when possessing me

Exonerates my being

For on my skin

Your gleaming hands

Tire themselves on my body

To know it better

My sad, sad love

Of premature yearnings

Of surrounding winds

Stimulated for us

Love is heard

For between safe kisses

In an insolent whisper

That does not come to us as a voice

My sad, sad love

Of unusual memory

Of uncounted promises

In shy modesty

Only our voice

Will be able to tell the story

Of how much we loved

My sad, sad love