A Mulher de Cada Porto
Chico Buarque
The Woman from Every Port
HE
I wish I could stay, my love, once
But listen to what the waves of the sea say
If I let myself be tied for a month
In the beloved of one port
In another port another beloved is capable
Of tying another love, ah
My life, dear, is no bed of roses
Don't cry, I'll be back
SHE
I wish I could tie my love for almost a month
But listen to what the stones of the dock say
If I let my loves gather in one port at once
The bay would overflow with all naval forces
My life, dear, is no bed of roses
Don't come back, go in peace
BOTH
My life, dear, is no bed of roses
HE
Don't cry
SHE
Go in peace
