Canto Para a Minha Morte

I know that a certain street I've already walked
Will never hear the sound of my steps again
There's a magazine I've kept for many years
And that I'll never open again
Every time I say goodbye to someone
It may be that this person is seeing me for the last time
Death, deaf, walks beside me
And I don't know on which corner she will kiss me

With what face will she come?
Will she let me finish what I have to do?
Or will she catch me in the middle of a whiskey glass?
In the song I left to compose tomorrow?
Will she wait for me to put out the cigarette in the ashtray?
Will she come before I meet the woman, the woman destined for me
And who is somewhere waiting for me
Although I still don't know her?

I'll find you dressed in satin
For in any place you wait only for me
And in your kiss taste the strange flavor
That I want and do not desire, but I have to find
Come, but take your time to arrive
I detest you and love you death, death, death
Which may be the secret of this life
Death, death, death that may be the secret of this life

What will be the form of my death?
One of the many things I didn't choose in life
There are so many... A car accident
The heart that refuses to beat in the next minute
The poorly applied anesthesia
The poorly lived life, the poorly healed wound, the pain already aged
The cancer already spread and still hidden, or even, who knows
A stupid slip, on a sunny day, head on the curb

Oh death, you who are so strong
Who kills the cat, the rat, and the man
Dress in your most beautiful clothes when you come to get me
May my body be cremated and may my ashes feed the grass
And may the grass feed another man like me
Because I will continue in this man
In my children, in the rude word
I said to someone I didn't like
And even in the whiskey I didn't finish drinking that night

I'll find you dressed in satin
For in any place you wait only for me
And in your kiss taste the strange flavor that I want and do not desire, but I have to find
Come, but take your time to arrive
I detest you and love you death, death, death
Which may be the secret of this life
Death, death, death that may be the secret of this life