Ó sino da minha aldeia [English translation]

Oh the bell of my village

Forlorn In the calm of the afternoon

Each toll of yours

Sounds Inside of my soul

And It's so slow the sound of yours

As sad as life

That already the first blow

Has repeatedly sound

No matter how much you hold me close

When I pass, always wandering

You're for me like a dream

You sound like my soul apart

To each toll of yours

Vibrant In the open sky

I feel the past

I miss It more closely

• Artist:António Zambujo
• Album:Por meu cante