61 was like 60, but a little bit more. (Laughter) She had prettier eyes, and an approachable smile, And like him, rough around the edges, casual style, And like him, everything was in disorganized piles, And like him, her mum didn’t mind if friends stayed a while.
(Risos) Ela tinha belos olhos, e um sorriso acolhedor, E como ele, desalinhada, estilo casual; tudo estava em pilhas desorganizadas; a mãe dela era tranquila. Ela era como ele, e ele gostava dela.