Zanguei-me Com Meu Amor
Amália Rodrigues
I Quarreled With My Love
I quarreled with my love
Didn't see him all day
At night I sang better
The fate of the neighborhood!
The whisper of a longing
Came to kiss me, hour by hour
To feel more comfortable
I sent the longing away!
In the morning, regretful
I remembered him and started crying
Who loses love in life
Should never sing!
When he returned to the nest
He, who barely whistles
Came to whistle softly
The fate of the neighborhood!
