The kingdom of the speaker's king cries out in sadness. Their luck had turned sad and there was no freedom left for the Portuguese to stay until death. The kingdom changed course and color, everything dissolved in smoke, and those who wanted to go further beyond could not. In the dark night of the speaker's kingdom, purity was transformed into white and the soul that remained lacked candor as cries of revolt were choked out. The hymn of the speaker's kingdom fell silent and could not be reunited for a single moment as the destiny that made their country an immigrant was cried out in the kingdom of the speaker's king.

1. THE KINGDOM OF MY KING, CRIES The SAUDADE
SAD WAS FINALLY OUR LUCK
And NOT EVEN EXIST LEBERDADE
THE PORTUGUESE TO STAY TO DEATH
THE KING OF MY KINGDOM, CHANGED THE COURSE
COLOR AND ALSO CHANGED SKY
AND ALL disbanded wrapped in SMOKE
WHO CAN NOT WANT TO GO BEYOND
THE KING OF MY KINGDOM IS DARK NIGHT
The PURITY OF WHITE TRANFORMARAM
THE SOUL THAT WAS NOT THERE candor
THE CRIES OF REVOLT choked
THE KINGDOM OF MY paused THE HYMN KING
DO NOT TOUCH TO BE MET ONE MOMENT
IN THE UNITED KING OF MY CRIES THE DESTINATION
THAT MADE MY COUNTRY AN IMMIGRANT
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O REINO DO MEU REI, CHORA A SAUDADE
TRISTE FOI POR FIM A NOSSA SORTE
E NEM SEQUER EXISTE A LEBERDADE
DE PORTUGUÊS FICAR ATÉ À MORTE
NO REINO DO MEU REI, MUDOU O RUMO
E A COR DO CÉU MUDOU TAMBÉM
E TUDO SE DESFEZ ENVOLTO EM FUMO
NÃO PODE QUEM QUISER IR MAIS ALÉM
NO REINO DO MEU REI É NOITE ESCURA
O BRANCO DE PUREZA TRANFORMARAM
NA ALMA QUE FICOU NÃO HÀ CANDURA
OS GRITOS DE REVOLTA SUFOCARAM
NO REINO DO MEU REI CALOU-SE O HINO
NÃO TOCA A REUNIR UM SÓ INSTANTE
NO REINO DO MEU REI CHORA O DESTINO
QUE FEZ DO MEU PAÍS UM IMIGRANTE