Fado [English translation]

It could be that I am slow for being sad

Because I believe all useless and worthless

And in the land of the sun nothing hangs over me more

That a shadow bordering the immense

Or it could be that I am sad for being slow

Because I never launch myself into the vast world

Only Lisbon next to the Tagus is my intent

Where anonymous as always, I sink.

And for this do I find myself, adrift

In the dark alleys of poor Moraria?

Alas, I meet many like me, without a way

Those who live without love, faith, joy…..