Maresia (Se Eu Fosse Um Marinheiro)

My love left me
Took my identity
I no longer know where I am
Nor where reality lies

Ah, if I were a sailor
It would have been me who left
But my light-hearted heart
Would not have been broken

Or if it broke, it would mend
With a sea breeze glue
I loved and unloved
Without burden and with poetry

Ah, if I were a sailor
My home would be sweet
Not just Rio de Janeiro
But the vastness and the sea

East, west, north, south
Where a man finds himself
When the Sun shines on the blue
Or when the Moon is on the sea

I wouldn't seek comfort
Nor gather money
One love in every port
Ah, if I were a sailor
I wouldn't think about money
One love in every port
Ah, if I were a sailor

My love left me
Took my identity
I no longer know where I am
Nor where reality lies

Ah, if I were a sailor
It would have been me who left
But my light-hearted heart
Would not have been broken

Or if it broke, it would mend
With a sea breeze glue
I loved and unloved
Without burden and with poetry

Ah, if I were a sailor
My home would be sweet
Not just Rio de Janeiro
But the vastness and the sea

East, west, north, south
Where a man finds himself
When the Sun shines on the blue
Or when the Moon is on the sea

I wouldn't seek comfort
Nor gather money
One love in every port
Ah, if I were a sailor
I wouldn't think about money
One love in every port
Ah, if I were a sailor