Saudade Dada

Nostalgia Dada

Saudade Dada

In golden hours, so lovely,Em horas inda louras, lindas
Clorindas and Helindas, gentle,Clorindas e Helindas, brandas,
They play in the time of the trinkets,Brincam no tempo das berlindas,
The comings seen from the balconies.As vindas vendo das varandas.
From where they hear the laughter of the comings,De onde ouvem vir a rir as vindas
They gaze at the cold bands in a line.Fitam a fio as frias bandas.