A ilha do meu fado [English translation]

This island that lives in me

And turns me into an island,

Lost amidst an endless sea:

Lost within me,

It has the shape of my own island!

This incandescent lava,

Spilled across my breast,

Makes a different being out of me...

I carry the seed of the seas,

I have the demeanour of aggrieved yearning!

I carry, in my body, the heavy slowness

Of fogs and mists!

There's a cloud that is threatening

To pour itself down in storms

In these heron eyes of mine...

In this dead end

Where my heart lives,

I hear sounds of farewell,

I see signals of departure,

Yet I stubbornly refuse to leave!

I carry, in my body, the heavy slowness

Of fogs and mists!

There's a cloud that is threatening

To pour itself down in storms

Inside these, my heron-like eyes...

[Instrumental]

In this dead end

Where my heart lives,

I hear sounds of farewell,

I see signals of departure,

Yet I stubbornly refuse to leave!

Yet I stubbornly refuse to leave...