You might not understand Portuguese, but this song is it for me. Its mellowness, its softness, its realness, her voice. It's romance and nostalgia and basically saying, "I'm going to let life guide me, but in the process, I will remember you." Obrigado Seu Jorge e Ana Carolina. 

Lyrics from: https://analisedeletras.com.br/ana-carolina/pra-rua-me-levar/​ (reproduced below) 

Pra Lua Me Levar

Não vou viver como alguém que só espera um novo amor
Há outras coisas no caminho aonde eu vou
As vezes ando só, trocando passos com a solidão
Momentos que são meus e que não abro mão

Já sei olhar o rio por onde a vida passa
Sem me precipitar e nem perder a hora
Escuto no silêncio que há em mim e basta
Outro tempo começou pra mim agora

Vou deixar a rua me levar
Ver a cidade se acender
A lua vai banhar esse lugar
E eu vou lembrar você
(2x)

É… mas tenho ainda muita coisa pra arrumar
Promessas que me fiz e que ainda não cumpri
Palavras me aguardam o tempo exato pra falar
Coisas minhas, talvez você nem queira ouvir

Já sei olhar o rio por onde a vida passa
Sem me precipitar e nem perder a hora
Escuto no silêncio que há em mim e basta
Outro tempo começou pra mim agora
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Vou deixar a rua me levar
Ver a cidade se acender
A lua vai banhar esse lugar
E eu vou lembrar você…
(2x)

If I’m honest with myself, I never want to stop talking to you, ever. I was just that happy with you.  But circumstances required us to part, and while I know I can still call you, I decide against it, because I don’t want to look desperate, and plus, why – after I’ve said “goodbye” to you multiple times now?  I guess I feel like I should have it figured out – whether this goodbye is final or not.  So far, it has been in a way.  And while I know that you will continue to live your life, I hope you are happy, and that you never forget me.  And I hope you remember all the times that you made me laugh.  Maybe we weren’t going to last forever, but I would’ve held on just a little bit tighter.  But I think my heart told me to tell you: “No, I can’t hold on any longer.”  Maybe it was for a reason that I don’t quite understand, but I want you to know that not a day goes by when I don’t think of you. And I want you to know that that’s the truth.  

I love you.  Thank you for being there for me.  I know I meant a lot to you too.  When we last spoke, the sun was setting, and since then, it has actually set on our relationship.  I said goodbye to you many times and in many places, but I want you to know that I still hope for a sunrise.  Maybe the trick is, we don’t know when it will be.  Maybe it will never be, except when we contemplate what could have been.  Either way, for a while, you were the man of my dreams, and in my heart, the sun will always rise with you.  Goodbye, for now, and be well.  I love you.

One night, I went to my high school reunion and ran into an old friend.  We used to sit at the same table in our 7th grade English/Reading class (my school was grades 7-12, hence why we were at our high school reunion ;-)).  To be honest, this friend and I mostly only talked during our English class and we never really hung out with each other outside of class.  But when we saw each other at our reunion, there was so much love.  We chatted for a brief second, and then we shook hands to say goodbye.  There were crowds of people around us, and we were actually in a night club (yes, our school used a club as a reunion spot, lol).  He walked past me, but for some reason, neither of us let go of each other’s hand. I never turned to face him, so I can only assume that both of us had our backs to each other. I imagine that his body was probably already lost in the crowd while he was still holding onto my hand.  We held on for what felt like minutes, but it was probably only a few seconds.  I felt everything in those seconds - but most importantly, it felt like we were both saying: here’s to the connection that we had before we let go and say goodbye.  And then, we dropped hands.  And that was our goodbye.  That was several years ago, and I haven’t seen him since.