Que Saudade [English translation]

If one day I speak of you

It's because, you stayed

You marked (me)

If it's good or bad

I already forgot

And no, I don't remember more

Of changing vowels

Suffer, suffer, to the beating of time

Sometimes I don't even remember, so I don't turn grey

What's made of these moments?

It's not just a fado*

But what longing I have

Oh, what longing I have

Of the smell of the winter mornings

I thought it was eternal

Oh, what longing I have

Of those summer nights

There was always a solution, for us

There was

If one day it goes back

Then I let myself stay

Long time dreaming

Do everything all over again

Now I will take advantage

To find you

But suffer, suffer, to the beating of time

Sometimes I don't even remember, so I don't turn grey

What's made of these moments?

It's not just a fado*

But what longing I have

Oh, what longing I have

Of the smell of winter mornings

I thought it was eternal

Oh, what longing I have

Of those summer nights

There was always a solution, for us

There was

Oh, I don't know if you know that everything changes

The longing beats stronger, but also time doesn't help

It's the memory, it's the inside out hope. They were so many that some I even forget

Age advanced, time moved, the truth beat stronger because I know that it almost all ended

It's the innocence of the irreverence absent from the existence of appearance of the same adolescence

And there's nothing

Nothing to do

Oh, what longing I have

Of the smell of winter mornings

I thought it was eternal

Oh, what longing I have

Of those summer nights

There was always a solution, for us

For us

But what longing, longing of time

I want to go back, what longing, what longing I have

What longing, that I have