Sonhei Que Estava Um Dia Em Portugal

I dreamed I was one day in Portugal
Just wandering around at a carnival in Lisbon
My dream flies beyond Poetry
And meets the poet Pessoa

The moon wanes and the Lusitanian language
Ignites the flame and the word Luzia
In the public square and in the form of music:
Luzia of all Luzias

Come on Luzia, grab the tambourine and come to the carnival
Come on Luzia, this sadness is doing you so much harm
Come on Luzia, grab the tambourine and come to the carnival
Come on Luzia, this sadness is doing you so much harm