Figueira, Figueira da Foz
Of fine sands
Cradle of mermaids
Seeking shelter.
Stars, golden stars
Adorn the sea
That begs to cry
To marry you.
Figueira, and at night the moonlight,
Lies down beside you
Making your boyfriend jealous.
And the mountains, which adore and desire you,
Also suffer from the sunlight
That embraces and kisses you.
Figueira, Figueira da Foz