Se Eu Morrer Sem Gozar do Seu Amor, Minha Alma Lhe Perseguirá de Pau Duro

When you left me, I remember...
As if it were tomorrow early in the morning,
I remember...
That day I would be capable of 'falling on my knees' for you,
I remember...

In front of your house there was a lamppost,
You liked a guy named Renato Russo
- and I liked forró.

When you left me, I remember...
I had been feeling a weight, a bad thing in my head,
I remember...
And that vision of Ricardo in your room messed with my mind
I remember...

('Is it just imagination?
Will we be able to win?
Draw? Or lose?)