Tristeza do Jeca

In these verses so simple
My beauty, my love
I want to tell you
About my suffering and my pain

I'm like the sabiá
That when it sings, it's just sadness
From the branch where it is

In this guitar
I sing and moan truly
Each tune
Represents a longing

I was born in that mountain
In a little shack by the ground
All full of holes
Where the moon shines bright

When dawn comes
There in the woods, the birds
Begin a loud noise

In this guitar
I sing and moan truly
Each tune
Represents a longing

In the woods everything is sad
From the way of speaking
Because when Jeca sings
It makes you want to cry

And the tears that fall
Slowly disappear
Like the waters go to the sea

And the tears that fall
Slowly disappear
Like the waters go to the sea