Verde Vinho

No one on the street in the cold night
Just me and the moonlight
I was heading home when I saw there was
Light in an old bar
I didn’t hesitate
It was cold, so I stepped inside

Being so far from my homeland
I felt a sensation
Like I had walked into a tavern
From Braga or Monção
An old man approached me
And spoke like this

Let’s raise a glass of green wine
From my Portugal
And the green wine will make me remember
The white village I left behind the sea

Let’s raise a glass of green wine
So I can sing, songs from Minho
That make me dream
Of the moment to return home

Then he told me about that sad day
Old Luís
When he left everything that exists
To make happy
The bride, the mother, the house, the father
And the dog too

Thinking now of that scene
That I saw abroad
I remember the sorrow, I remember the pain
That I lived with him
Good Portuguese
Come back soon and stay for good!

Let’s raise a glass of green wine
From my Portugal
And the green wine will make me remember
The white village I left behind the sea

Let’s raise a glass of green wine
So I can sing, songs from Minho
That make me dream
Of the moment to return home