Carta a Lisboa [English translation]

Just like the old Tagus and the waters since

Here I am waiting for the one who left me.

In you Lisbon I see the times of the two of us

And I don't know who was who in a time before the end.

Like me, boats still, tired of this sea,

Conceal freedoms in the fragile light of the sails

That in the hands of other messages that the wind wanted to steal

Lost the longing, closed the windows.

So I live with myself in the river of myself.

What is more, todays are less than other days

Perhaps by being sheltered, that before the end

I have enough and I rush away empty handed.

And there is so much to say in the lines of this pain

That the voice that aggrieves, confuses me, the desire

To which I hope to have the river of my love

Running in you, Lisbon, just like the old Tagus.

• Artist:Carminho
• Album:Fado