O fado da procura [English translation]

But why don't we meet?

In Largo da Bica I was looking for you

Campo de Cebolas and I know I can find you

I even went to the house of fado

But you were not in any place.

But why don't we meet?

But why don't we meet?

I'm unsure what to do

Whether to move on, oh Mother of God

Whether to turn back, oh my wheezing

And the river says: what a hapless afternoon

But why don't we meet?

But why don't we meet?

I'm sick of this, sick to be frank

I'll drink a coffee, sit and think

To see if this longing, is there or not

And maybe without wanting, people don't want to see there

Without looking for you, see you passing

WIthout looking for you, see you passing