The language is so expressive and Fado (Destiny, Fate) could only be expressed in Portuguese.
The ordinary things in life don´t make me homesick
Only the memories that hurt or make you smile.
There are people who stay in the history of history of people
And others who we do not even remember hearing the name
They are emotions that add life to the nostalgia that bring
Those ones that had you and I have lost
There are days that move the soul and life of the people
And one where you left me I can not forget
The rain soaked my cold and tired face
The streets that the city had, since I had traveled through
My lost child lament shouted to the city that
The fire of love died in the rain just a a moment ago
The rain heard and kept my secret to the city
And here it is…rain hittting the glass and bringing me nostalgia