O Canto da Ema [English translation]

The emu moaned in the trunk of the jurema tree

It was such a sad sign, dark-haired woman

That I began to imagine

Might it be that our love, dark-haired woman

Is coming to an end?

You know all to well, that when the emu sings

In brings in the middle of its song a mouthful of bad luck

I have fear, dark-haired woman, I have fear

Well I think it's far too early

For this love to end

Come dark-haired woman, come, come, come

Kiss me, kiss me

Give me a kiss, give me a kiss

For this fear to end.