Anda o Sol na Minha Rua [English translation]

The sun on my street

Each time staying later

Seeing if it can ask the moon

The reason it doesn't burn.

So much he wants to know why,

But then he turn quiet.

And then no one sees them

Walking arm in arm.

If you pursue me during the day

Then at night you always leave me,

Don't say it's fantasy

The reason of my complaints.

You seem full of jealousy,

When I don't appear.

But if you have me at your side,

Not even jealousies I deserve!

• Artist:Amália Rodrigues
• Album:Ai, Mouraria