Entre Alvalade e as portas de Benfica [English translation]

He always comes from Campolide,

And goes to sit in front of me,

And something tells me he's been sad

By the way he insists

In looking at me nonchalantly.

And something tells me he's been sad

By the way he insists

In looking at me nonchalantly.

When he puts on the street

His sad cold eyes,

I swear I can hear the zoo animals

Tinkling behind the wall,

When I go past Sete Rios.

I swear I can hear the zoo animals

Tinkling behind the wall

When I go past Sete Rios.

I've thought of chatting him up,

Ask him about his life,

But I think a life isn't enough

For the journey between Alvalade

And Portas de Benfica.

But I think a life isn't enough

For the journey between Alvalade

And Portas de Benfica.

All there's left is for him to notice

My sad and cold gaze

That I postpone at the exit.

• Artist:Deolinda
• Album:Dois Selos e Um Carimbo (2010)