Os Verdes Campos da Minha Terra

If one day I return to my land
I want to find the same things I left
When the train stops at the station
I will feel in my heart
The joy of arriving

To see again the land where I was born
And run like a child
In the green fields of the place

I want to find smiling at me
My love at the station waiting for me
I will take her hand again
And we will go with emotion
To the green fields of the place

In this moment that I live waiting
Always dreaming in my great loneliness
And in the dream I manage to transform
The cold floor of my room
In the green fields of the place

And I relive the moments of joy
With my love walking
In the green fields of my home