Recorded by: Eduardo Nascimento
Music by: Nuno Nazareth Fernandes
Lyrics by: N/A
Language: English
Placing: 12th (3 points)
Other versions: Portuguese


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!