Verde Vinho

No one on the street, in the cold night,
just me and the moonlight
I was returning home,
when I saw there was
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 that 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
to home.

He then spoke to me of that sad day
old Luiz
when he left everything that exists
to be happy
The bride, the mother,
the house, the father, and the dog too
Thinking now of that scene
that I saw abroad
I remember the sorrow, I remember the pain
that I lived with him.
Good Portuguese,
return soon, come for good...

Let's toast (2x)
with green wine that 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
to home.