A Primeira Vez [English translation]

The first time i've met you

I fed the illusion of being happy

I was sad, I smile

Caught the pine and sang

So much verses i've made

In my chest i keep them

One day you left

My pine became voiceless

And my voice

In my throat died

I keep trying to forget the pain,

I'm not capable,

My guitar

Don't play anymore

I live sad

In meditation,

I don't sing anymore,

My comfort is cry

• Artist:Leila Pinheiro
• Album:Isso e Bossa Nova