O Beijo de Adeus

Return all my things because they don't serve you
Pack everything in a box that I will pick up
At night I will knock on the door with all sadness
You will see again the one you can't love

I prefer to appear at night to hide my face
Tired from this longing that made me feel
I still want to ask you, with much hope
Along with the things I want as a memory
The goodbye kiss to then disappear

If you happen to notice the smell of alcohol on me
I confess, I needed courage to see you again
Don't think I'm a bohemian, because I'm not yet
But today, to avoid crying, I had to drink

I prefer to appear at night to hide my face
Tired from this longing that made me feel
I still want to ask you, with much hope
Along with the things I want as a memory
The goodbye kiss to then disappear