Verde Vinho

No one on the street on the cold night
Just me and the moonlight
I was heading home when I saw
Light in an old bar
I didn't hesitate
It was cold and I entered

Being so far from my land
I had the feeling
Of having entered a tavern
From Braga or Monção
And an old man approached
And spoke like this

Let's toast with green wine
Which is from my Portugal
And the green wine will make me remember
The white village I left behind the sea

Let's toast with green wine
So I can sing, songs from Minho
That make me dream
Of the moment to return home

He then told me about that sad day
Old Luís
When he left everything he had
To make happy
The bride, the mother, the house, the father
And the dog too

Thinking now about that scene
That I saw abroad
I remember the sorrow, I remember the pain
That I lived with him
Good Portuguese
Return soon and come for good!

Let's toast with green wine
Which is from my Portugal
And the green wine will make me remember
The white village I left behind the sea

Let's toast with green wine
So I can sing, songs from Minho
That make me dream
Of the moment to return home