Sete cidades [English translation]

I have gotten used to your voice,

To your face and your gaze

They split me in two

And now I'm looking for the other half of me

When you are not here,

I miss myself

And I miss my body next to yours

My heart is so rough and so poor

It still doesn't know the ways of the world

When you are not here,

I am afraid of myself

And I miss your body next to mine

Quickly come to me

For I don't know how to wait

We already made many promises

And I have gotten used to your voice

When I am with you, I am at peace

When you are not here,

My spirit gets lost, it flies far away