Adios Rios, Adios Fontes

Goodbye, rivers; goodbye, fountains;
Goodbye, small streams;
Goodbye, sight of my eyes:
I don't know when we'll see each other again.

My land, my land,
Land where I was raised,
Beloved garden,
Little fig trees that I planted,

Meadows, rivers, groves,
Pine forests swayed by the wind,
Chirping little birds,
House of my happiness,

Chestnut mill,
Clear moonlit nights,
Jingling bells,
From the village church,

Blackberry bushes
That I gave to my love,
Paths among the cornfields,
Goodbye, forever goodbye!

Goodbye glory! Goodbye joy!
I leave the house where I was born,
I leave the village I know
For a world I have not seen!

I leave friends for strangers,
I leave the meadow for the sea,
I leave, in the end, all that I love...
If only I could not leave!...

Goodbye also, my dear one!...
Goodbye forever perhaps!...
I say this goodbye crying
From the edge of the sea.

Do not forget me, my dear one,
If I die of loneliness...
So many leagues out to sea...
My little house!, my home!

So many leagues out to sea...
My little house!, my home!