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God made the night with your eyes,

God made the waves with your hair;

With your courage made castles

That put, as a defense, by the sea.

With a smile from you, made the moonlight

(Which is smile at night, to the traveler)

And I who walked the world, wandering,

I am no longer lost on the high seas!

From the sky of Portugal made your soul!

And always seeing you like this, so pure and calm,

From my Night, I made the Clarity!

O my angel of light and hope,

It will be in you after all that rests

The sad end of my youth!