Que Nem Jiló

If we remember just to remember
The love we once lost
Longing, that's how it is good
For a man to convince himself
That he's happy without knowing
Because he hasn't suffered

However, if we live dreaming
About someone we wish to see again
Longing then becomes bad
I can attest to that
As I live crazy suffering

Oh, how I wish to return
To the arms of my darling
Longing like this hurts
And is bitter just like jiló

But no one can say
That I live sad crying

Longing, my remedy is to sing
Longing, my remedy is to sing