Thank you so much, a Casanova, part Portuguese and part Neva, it's called Madalena from the Caballero country. Madalena, my love, you must realize that the sea is a drop, compared to the meadow. Except when our love is awake, when the sun is in despair, it hides there in the evening. Hey, Madalena, what do you have to say? You don't even know me. Our love is divided. Until the moon rises, I won't stop, to be able to be sad. Madalena, my love, you must realize that the sea is a drop, compared to the meadow. Except when our love is awake, when the sun is in despair, it hides there in the evening. Hey, Madalena, what do you have to say? You don't even know me. Our love is divided. Until the moon rises, I won't stop. Madalena, Madalena, Madalena, Madalena. Hey, Madalena, what do you have to say? You don't even know me. Our love is divided. Until the moon rises, I won't stop. Madalena, Madalena, Madalena, Madalena. Madalena, Madalena, Madalena, Madalena.