Todo Amor Que Houver Nessa Vida [English translation]

I want the luck of a quiet love

That tastes like bitten fruit

We both on the beat, in the rhythm of this hammock

Killing our thirst with saliva

To be your bread, to be your food

All the love in this life

And some dimes just in case

And to be artists while living together

Through the heaven and hell of every day

So the poetry we don't live

Can turn boredom into melody

To be your bread, to be your food

All the love in this life

And some anti-monotony poison

And if I find your hidden fountain

I'll reach you, the honey and the wound

And your whole body, just like a hurricane

Mouth, neck, hand and not your mind

To be your bread, to be your food

All the love in this life

And some medicine that gives me joy