Tristeza de Nós Dois
Tom Jobim
Sadness of Both of Us
When the night comes
Comes the longing
For your affection
Look my love
I even think
That our love
Did not die
When this sadness
Comes to speak
About things of you
I hear your voice in the air
I see your gaze in the sky
Crying, like me
With longing, as well.
