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Music: Nuno Nazareth Fernandes
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Portuguese English

Listen, listen: how the wind is blowing and the storm is growing
See the birds all leaving and the leaves are falling

I’m so hurt it popped and punchered my heart
It’s always the same when I hear the flame

Was planned as three, then I set her free
And at that cold day when you went away
To all I owe my fear, she promised next year
To return, but no – I let her go

Now we know the field where to grieve I healed
But you’re still not here, it’s just as I feared

Look more at her, rain, tell her all my pain
Ringing at the moon wherever she may be
Longs from afar, tell her all my love
Doesn’t do my pride, for I surely die

Listen! Listen! Listen! Listen!


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