Chuva [English translation]

The vulgar things in life

Do not miss it

Only the memories that hurt

Or make you smile

There are people who stay in history

Of people's history

And others of whom neither the name

We remember hearing

They are emotions that give life

I miss it, I bring it.

The ones I had with you

And I ended up losing

There are days that mark the soul

And people's lives

And the one where you left me

I can not forget

The rain was wetting my face.

Frosty and tired

The streets that the city had

I had already traveled

Oh my crying girl lost

Shouted to the city

That the fire of love under rain

A few moments ago he died

The rain heard and shut up.

My secret to the city

And behold, she beats the glass

Bringing the longing

• Artist:Mariza
• Album:Fado em mim