Who's going to fado my love
Who's going to fado
It takes something strange throbbing in the chest
Who's going to fado my love
Who's going to fado
It feels that your soul takes wing and wants to fly
Whenever I become sad and nostalgia falls on me
I hear such a distant voice calling me
It is a song sweet and tender or something such
Soon my soul becomes a voice and wants to sing
Blessed comfort to this land, God wants to give
More worthy singing than crying
Who's going to fado my love
Who's going to fado
It takes something strange throbbing in the chest
Who's going to fado my love
Who's going to fado
It feels that your soul takes wing and wants to fly
Whenever radiant the heart stirs in me
In an impulse joy and happiness come to life
I abandon my vice in Mouraria because thus
I know that the heart wants to give form to the guitar
Blessed comfort to this land, God wants to give
More worthy singing than crying.
Who's going to fado my love
Who's going to fado
It takes something strange throbbing in the chest
Who's going to fado my love
Who's going to fado
It feels that your soul takes wing and wants to fly