Constância

Constancy, beautiful Constancy!
Constancy, beautiful it will be.
It will be the clove of fortune
The turn that the world takes.
I entered a garden of flowers,
I don't know which one I will choose;
I choose the most beautiful one,
The one I will embrace.
Chorus:
Dollin, dolelê!
Dollin, dolalá!
Playing the guitar
To dance.