O Seu Retrato
Durval e Davi
Your Portrait
Arranging things in my room
I got very sad rummaging through my old papers
What did I find
Your forgotten yellow photo was thrown
In an instant I saw myself in longing, quickly picked it up
The almost forgotten past returned in the room
And the portrait showed me your face when I cried
Hallucinations of love, memories of someone
Old memories that time took but did not destroy
If I had known, my love, that today I would find
I would have burned that portrait of yours when you left
I thought I no longer remembered our misfortune
That I was healed from all I had suffered
I thought I no longer thought about our romance
That you were just a case of those I had lived
But now looking at your face I know I was wrong
You are the summary of everything I dreamed for myself