Derradeira Primavera
Tom Jobim
Last Spring
Put your hand in my hand
We only have one song left
Come back, the rest is pain
Just listen one more time
The last time, the last voice
The voice of a troubadour
Close your eyes slowly
Come and cry with me
The time that love didn't give us
All the infinite waiting
What was not just yours and mine
In this last spring
