Secava a chuva do chão
Com o vestido
Palavras tontas de amor
No meu ouvido
Eu bebia dos teus sonhos
Dos teus desejos
A cada gota perdida de um beijo
Como se fosse meu corpo o teu lagar
Que recebia teu mosto a derramar
Nos lábios meus o teu gosto
Tantas anseios
Jovem paixão
Feito
Amor verdadeiro
Dá-me do teu vinho
Que isto não tem cura
Já que o fado que hoje canto
é minha jura
De colher sempre no outono
Pra beber na primavera
Later that night i went out to take the air
I walked till the moonlight got tangled in your hair
But the moon is so far from Lisbon
And sometimes I just stop and listen
To hear the sound of the waves against the shore
The girls pass by dressed in winter clothes
Going to all of the places winter goes
But winter is so far from Lisbon
And sometimes I just stop and listen
To hear the sound of their laughter in the snow.
Where the night goes after
All the time has passed her by
All the roses
All the thorns they hide
I still have dreams to keep me warm
I have my love to keep me warmer
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Secava a chuva do chão
Com o vestido
Palavras tontas de amor
No meu ouvido
Eu bebia dos teus sonhos
Dos teus desejos
A cada gota perdida de um beijo
Como se fosse meu corpo o teu lagar
Que recebia teu mosto a derramar
Nos lábios meus o teu gosto
Tantas anseios
Jovem paixão
Feito
Amor verdadeiro
Dá-me do teu vinho
Que isto não tem cura
Já que o fado que hoje canto
é minha jura
De colher sempre no outono
Pra beber na primavera
Later that night i went out to take the air
I walked till the moonlight got tangled in your hair
But the moon is so far from Lisbon
And sometimes I just stop and listen
To hear the sound of the waves against the shore
The girls pass by dressed in winter clothes
Going to all of the places winter goes
But winter is so far from Lisbon
And sometimes I just stop and listen
To hear the sound of their laughter in the snow.
Where the night goes after
All the time has passed her by
All the roses
All the thorns they hide
I still have dreams to keep me warm
I have my love to keep me warmer
Com o vestido
Palavras tontas de amor
No meu ouvido
Eu bebia dos teus sonhos
Dos teus desejos
A cada gota perdida de um beijo
Como se fosse meu corpo o teu lagar
Que recebia teu mosto a derramar
Nos lábios meus o teu gosto
Tantas anseios
Jovem paixão
Feito
Amor verdadeiro
Dá-me do teu vinho
Que isto não tem cura
Já que o fado que hoje canto
é minha jura
De colher sempre no outono
Pra beber na primavera
Later that night i went out to take the air
I walked till the moonlight got tangled in your hair
But the moon is so far from Lisbon
And sometimes I just stop and listen
To hear the sound of the waves against the shore
The girls pass by dressed in winter clothes
Going to all of the places winter goes
But winter is so far from Lisbon
And sometimes I just stop and listen
To hear the sound of their laughter in the snow.
Where the night goes after
All the time has passed her by
All the roses
All the thorns they hide
I still have dreams to keep me warm
I have my love to keep me warmer
Writer: Pierre Aderne, Fred Martins, Brian Cullman
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.