Oxalá te Veja

I have hidden pains in little boxes
Against me, against you, against there,
Against the days that pass by, by my side

I have hidden pains in little boxes, against here, against there, against everywhere
That tell me, I'm here, we are there

Ah tell me there, tell me here
I hope, I hope to see you by my side next to me
I have hidden pains in little boxes
Against me, against you, against there,
Against the days that pass by, by my side

I have hidden pains in little boxes,
against here, against there, against everywhere
But they tell me, I'm here, we are there

Ah tell me there, tell me here
I hope, I hope to see you by my side next to me, next to me
Ah I hope to see you by my side
I hope to see you right here
Oh I hope to see you by my side
next to me, next to me.

Glory to Hermínia, to the carpenter, and such fado singers
Glory to the cherry liqueur, to the arbutus berry, and to the magazine, Glory
to Hermínia, Glory
to Hermínia, to the carpenter, and such fado singers,
to the cherry liqueur, to the arbutus berry, and to the magazine

Against me, against you, against there
Against here, against there, against everywhere
Against me, against you, against there,
Against me, against you, against there