When a voice rises
Vehemently like a prayer
When the soul is the one who sings
That's when fado happens
It's the longing of someone
It's laughter, melancholy,
Despair, fantasy
A reason one has
And it's not well known
What rejoices it or saddens it,
But everything all around is silent
When something is as true,
When a voice rises
Vehemently like a prayer
It's a pause, a tiredness,
An excessive bet
As futile as life,
A rock or a shrapnel
Or just one more step
To see what song that is
That, whilst hearing it, sounds like
It doesn't come from the throat
When the soul is the one who sings
That's when fado happens.