Iracema

Iracema, I never saw you again
Iracema my great love is gone
I cried, I cried in pain because
Iracema, my great love was you

Iracema, I always said
Be careful when crossing these streets
I spoke, but you didn't listen to me
Iracema, you crossed the wrong way

And today she lives in heaven
She lives very close to our Lord
As a souvenir I only keep your socks and your shoes
Iracema, I lost your portrait

Iracema, there were twenty days left until our wedding, we were going to get married
You crossed São João Street, a car came, grabbed you, and pinned you to the ground
You went for assistance
The driver was not at fault Iracema
Patience

And today she lives up in heaven
She lives very close to our Lord
As a souvenir I only keep your socks and your shoes
Iracema, I lost your portrait