Terre guitare [English translation]

Heart of light, lips of thirst

A heart of fever, a fire of joy

At night you run through the field

To start a bunch of children

At the maize love is white

In my country love is red

Lovers’ fruits and harvests

From our two bodies when the blood burns

My beautiful love, my gentle love, sun and blood

Loving words said in the morning

Love, love, love, love, present love

Guitar of the Earth, voice of the grape

(Lalalalala lalalala lala lalala…)

(Lalala lala… lala lala…)

(Lalalala lalalala lala lalala…)

(Lalalala lala lala…)

The sea in the south of my country

Bleeds the bood of discoveries

Oh, my pain and my worries

In the hours of joy never open

It’s hot wheat, wheat of the Tagus

My beautiful country, rose of the winds

It’s the hour of storms, the hour of poets

Oh, my past and my present

My beautiful love, my gentle love, sun and blood

Loving words said in the morning

Love, love, love, love, present love

Guitar of the Earth, voice of the grape

(Lalalalala lalalala lala lalala…)

(Lalala lala… lala lala…)

(Lalalala lalalala lala lalala…)

(Lalalala lala lala…)

Guitar of the Earth with almond eyes

Where unhappiness is almost loving

Parched land, burnt land

Imprisoned in its legend

Oh, my country, my madrigal

My horizon of brunette women

Oh, my country, my Portugal

Oh, my splendour in the moonlight

Lalai lala lalai lala lalala lai la…

Lala lalai la lalai lala…

Lalai lala lalai lala lalala lai la…

Lalalalai… lai lai lai lai…