Dona da Minha Sina

I no longer remember the face of that girl
I no longer remember... I no longer remember, no
She was going to be the owner of my fate
Where will she be... my God, that girl

A vague memory, who wore braids and a ribbon
A charming way, a sweet kiss that made me miss her
A princess with certainty about tomorrow
I don't remember her face, nor her eyes
To my dismay

Sympathy, promise
Many offerings and a bunch of vows
If I knew the price, I would take note to avoid suffering
In the force of time, in my thoughts, also in love
I hope that my memory will bring back her face