Água louca da Ribeira,Que corres em cavalgada,Porque não vais devagar?Essa corrida é cegueira...Não vês, nem olhas p'ra nada,Na pressa de ver o mar!
Já corri dessa maneira,Nas asas duma ilusão,Na loucura de chegar...Fui deixando pela ladeira,Pedaços do coração,Beijos loucos, sem amar!
Vida que foste vividaA correr tão velozmente,Paraste à beira do mar...Agora, vives perdida,São saudades, o que sentes,Por não poderes regressar
Oh you - wild waters from the brook,Running at a fast gallopWhy not go slower?This rush of yours is but blindnessYou don't see anything, you don't look at anythingIn your hurry to get to the sea
I used to rush like that too,Carried by wings of an illusion,Craving for the moment of arriving.Along the slope*, I leftPieces of my [broken] heartAnd [many] wild kisses without love!
Oh you - my lifeWhich, hurrying, I lived so quicklyYou have stopped by the seaAnd now, you are like this - disorientedLonging - this is what you are feelingBecause you know, you can't turn back [time]