Recurso [English translation]

Just when the tears give me

A deeper sense to your secret

That I feel pure and concede

The grace of listening to the heart

Soon after ...why?..., comes the suspicion

That in both of us, everything is premeditated

And the tears, then follow the fado

Of all that our love rejects.

We no longer want to know of the heart

We do not care what it grants us

Returning feverish to that place

Where it is only valued for what the senses give

Soon after ..why?.., comes the suspicion

That in both of us, everything is premeditated

And the tears, then follow the fado

Of all that our love rejects.