Meu Norte

Oh, how I miss a tight hug.
What's up
What did you see in the north?
Brunette, I'm not doing well...

I'm afraid you won't come back,
Love falling apart
And patience running out.
Brunette, I don't want anyone else.

It's such a longing,
A blanket that doesn't come.
I want you with your charm,
Brunette,
My sweet desire.

So much distance in verses, brunette,
Hoarse tunes floating in the air
From that afternoon

That you spent
Leaving a warm trail
On people's skin,
A verse, in me, sprouted
So unconsciously.

Come be my word,
My blanket,
Because, from now on,
A tight hug
Between us two, brunette,

Seals my fate
And thus condemns me:
When I found you,
I know I found my north

Where did our love go?