Frevo Mulher [English translation]

As many faithful ears here, unto her how many lustful eyes bursted...

How many guys fell in love with that woman

How many were winter-like and how many, summer-like

Other ones, like autumn, falling on the soil of my hand

Moaned and groaned through the edge of my spur

The leaf of the nolitangere, the fear of the loneliness

And its poison, my unboundly singing companion

Which is discharged right into the early dam of my love

It's when the weather shakes the hair off

The fully red tresses

Blind eyes wander

Looking for someone (2x)