Lábios Que Eu Beijei

Lips that I kissed
Hands that I caressed
On a moonlit night, like this
The sea roared in solitude
And the wind, sobbing, asked
That you be sincere to me

You heard nothing
And as soon as you left
To the arms of another love
I stayed crying
Singing my sorrow
I am a perennial statue of pain

I spend my days sobbing with my pine
Lamenting my pain, alone
Without hope of ever seeing you again
God have compassion on this wretch
Why suffer like this
Have pity on my woes
Your image remains immaculate
In my tired retina
Crying for your love
Lips that I kissed
Hands that I caressed
Come back, give relief to my pain