Ai, Que Saudades da Amélia

I've never seen someone demand so much
Or do what you do to me
You don't know what conscience is
You don't see that I'm a poor boy

You only think about luxury and wealth
Everything you see, you want
Oh, my God, how I miss Amélia
That was a real woman

Sometimes she would go hungry by my side
And found it beautiful not to have anything to eat
When she saw me upset
She would say: My son, what can we do!
Amélia had no vanity at all
Amélia was a real woman