My friend Manuel, how is it going? You bring the mountains, almost a month the time flies How is it going? I have your father and your brothers, you say, when you come back to Lisbon Your sister still writes those beautiful sentences that unite a notebook like this What was I without life? What was life without me? What was I without life? What was life without me? Beautiful seagull, take this letter beyond the sea Beautiful seagull, take this letter beyond the sea When did you write it? I know, it was a long time ago, almost two years You bring the mountains, I didn't see behind the walls I didn't even smell the mountains And the door closed, I opened your letter A sentence shone and I read What were you without the night? What was night without you? What were you without the night? What was night without you? Beautiful seagull, take this letter beyond the sea Beautiful seagull, take this letter beyond the sea doro doro doro doro do do do do do When you came down, I saw your face fellow