Noite Cheia de Estrelas

High night, smiling sky
The quietude is almost a dream
The moonlight falls on the forest
Like a rain of silver
Of very rare splendor

Only you sleep, you don't hear your singer
Revealing to the graceful moon
The painful story of this love

Moon, send your silvery light
To awaken my beloved
I want to kill my desires
Suffocate her with my kisses

I sing and the woman I love so much
Doesn't hear me, she's sleeping
I sing and in the end not even the Moon takes pity on me
For upon seeing that it's me who calls you
She hides in the mist

Up there the elusive Moon
Is so pensive in the sky
The stars so serene
Like a flood of moths
Walk dizzy under the moonlight

All the astral became silent to listen
Your name among the dirges
The painful complaints to the moon