Amália Por Amor (For The Love Of Amália) testo
Deep in your eyes
In your soul, in your voice
Is the fado of our sorrows and sighs.
Tied to the strings of a guitar
Your heart was kept in prison
Without knowing the reason
When you sing the sea
The earth and the sky
In your God given voice
I wonder why
I can see the seven hills
Hear the fishwives
The street vender?s cry
People praying all their lives
Please, please, don?t go!
Keep singing, Amália!
In divine language, I know
Your name must mean nostalgia.
And when you sing
There is no tomorrow
So much love you bring
That you?d die to kill our sorrow.
I can see windows in succession
Dressed with flowers
Awaiting the procession
And people praying for hours
Deep in your eyes
In your soul, in your voice
Is the fado of our sorrows and sighs.
I can see windows in succession
Dressed with flowers
Awaiting the procession.
Sing, Amália, at all hours!
Please, please, don?t go
Keep singing, Amália!
In divine language, I know
Your name must mean nostalgia.
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