Que amor não me engana [English translation]

What love won't deceive me

With its softness,

If bitterness barely survives

On its old flame?

From a black stain,

From a cold stone,

What love won't give itself to someone

In the empty night?

And the voices stop flowing

In a sorrowful silence;

The further away they go

The more their scream is heard!

Very close to the waters' surface...

Seafaring night,

Come very slowly

To my side.

In new grazing lands,

By an ivy,

Red flowers are born

Each Springtime.

If you happened to know this,

Sister lark,

Tell me, are you waiting

For dawn to arrive?

And the voices stop flowing

In a sorrowful silence;

The further away they go

The more their scream is heard!

Very close to the waters' surface...

Seafaring night,

Come very slowly

To my side.