Ai Que Saudades da Amélia

I've never seen someone make so many demands
Or do to me what you do
You don't know what conscience is
Nor see that I'm just a poor boy
You only think about luxury and wealth
Everything you see, you want
Oh, my god, how I miss Amélia
That's what a woman should be
Sometimes she would go hungry by my side
And found it beautiful not to have anything to eat
When she saw me upset
She would say: 'my son, what can be done!'
Amélia had no vanity at all
Amélia was a true woman