Regresso
António Calvário
Return
Oh my land
Where I was born
How much I missed
You
Love doubles
With the longing
You are to me
The sweet touch of the trinities
Oh my
Oh my
Old paths
How good it is to return
Oh my
Oh my
Sweet affections
Let me remember
I adore in you those good
Times of a boy
For it was then
That God traced
My destiny
In sad hours
Like a blessed Mother
It was you oh my land
Sweet caress to comfort
I want to hear
Your sparrows
Challenging each other
I want to feel
The friendly shade
Of summer
And your games
Relive with emotion
Oh pawn of my childhood
Come back to my hand