Naquela Mesa - 1998 - Remaster; - Elizeth Cardoso/Sergio Bittencourt Übersetzung ins Englische

Naquela Mesa - 1998 - Remaster;

Naquela mesa ele sentava sempre
E me dizia sempre o que é viver melhor
Naquela mesa ele contava histórias
Que hoje na memória eu guardo e sei de cor
Naquela mesa ele juntava gente
E contava contente o que fez de manhã
E nos seus olhos era tanto brilho
Que mais que seu filho
Eu fiquei seu fã
Eu não sabia que doía tanto
Uma mesa num canto, uma casa e um jardim
Se eu soubesse o quanto dói a vida
Essa dor tão doída não doía assim
Agora resta uma mesa na sala
E hoje ninguém mais fala do seu bandolim
Naquela mesa tá faltando ele
E a saudade dele tá doendo em mim
Naquela mesa tá faltando ele
E a saudade dele tá doendo em mim

At That Table - 1998 - Remastered;

At that table he always sat
And always told me what it means to live better
At that table he told stories
That today in my memory I keep and know by heart
At that table he gathered people
And told with contentment what he had done in the morning
And in his eyes there was so much brilliance
That more than his son
I became his fan
I didn't know that it would hurt so much
A table in a corner, a house, and a garden
If I had known how much life hurts
This so painful pain would not hurt this way
Now there's a table left in the living room
And today no one talks about his mandolin anymore
At that table he is missing
And missing him is hurting me
At that table he is missing
And missing him is hurting me