Ao Menos Um Porto

I, who am used to declaiming
Your name in the streets
Come back to me
So as not to destroy me
Bad that can get worse
That's how I feel
No, don't go
Come here
Come to me
Gardens where I don't know
I will find them
In the clouds
When I hug you
And everything is so good
Nothing is so good
Love that I've kept so much
To dedicate to you
Without measuring, without thinking
Without love, one can't live
Nor die
No one can measure
When it hits, it's something
To never again
Don't go
Come to me
A drifting boat
With nowhere to go
Without a sea
Nothing to guarantee me
At least one port
In the darkness
What will it be
If you tell me: No

No one can measure
When it hits, it's something
To never again
Don't go
Come to me

Gardens where I don't know
I will find them
In the clouds
When I hug you
And everything is so good
Nothing is so good
Love that I've kept so much
To dedicate to you
Without measuring, without thinking
Without love, one can't live
Nor die
I, who am used to declaiming
Your name in the streets
No, don't go
Come here
Come to me