Odeon

Oh, how I wish
My 'chorinho' so long abandoned
And the melancholy I felt
when I heard
it cry so much

Oh, I don't even remember so much, so much
All the charm of a past
That was beautiful, was sad, was good
Just like the 'chorinho' called Odeon

Playing flute and 'cavaquinho'
My 'chorinho' untangles
Taking the song from the guitar in that bass line
That gives me life, that kills me
It's just affection, my 'chorinho'
When it grabs and arrives like that, slowly...
Dim light, soft voice, half tone
My 'chorinho' called Odeon

Ah, come quickly
Beloved 'chorinho', come
Show the grace that the felt cry has
How much time has passed, how much has changed
No one cries for anyone anymore

Ah, who would have thought that one day, my 'chorinho'
You would come with the grace that love gave you
To say it doesn't matter
It's all the same, it's all been done
I came back to cry for you

Cry a lot, my 'chorinho'
Your 'chorinho' of longing
Tell the mandolin not to play so beautifully
Because it almost seems like cruelty
Oh my 'chorinho', I just wanted
To turn poetry into reality
Oh how beautiful, oh how sad, oh how good
Of a 'chorinho' called Odeon

Old 'chorinho', dear 'chorinho'
I still chase this illusion today
This longing that goes with me
That almost seems like that prayer that comes only from the heart
If I could remember and be a child again
If I could renew my hope
If I could remember how to dance
This 'chorinho' that nowadays no one knows anymore

Cry a lot, my 'chorinho'
Your 'chorinho' of longing
Tell the mandolin not to play so beautifully
Because it almost seems like cruelty
Oh my 'chorinho', I just wanted
To turn poetry into reality
Oh how beautiful, oh how sad, oh how good
Of a 'chorinho' called Odeon