Que o Amor Não Me Engana

That love does not deceive me
With its gentleness
If from the old flame
Bitterness barely lives
From a black stain
From a cold stone

That love does not surrender
In the empty night
And the voices embark
In an anxious silence

The more they separate
The more its cry is heard
Very close to the waters
Maritime night

Come slowly
To my side
In new hunting grounds
Next to an ivy
Red flowers bloom
In the spring

If you knew
Sister nightingale
Tell me if you wait
For the sunrise

And the voices embark
In an anxious silence
The more they separate
The more its cry is heard
Very close to the waters

Maritime night
Come slowly
To my side