Lavava no rio, lavava [English translation]

I washed at the river, I washed

The cold froze me, it froze me

When I went to the river to wash

I endured hunger, I endured

I cried, I also cryed,

Seeing my mother crying

I sang, I also sang

I dreamt, I also dreamt

And in my fantasy

Such things I fantasized

I forgot that I was crying

I forgot that I was suffering

I no longer wash at the river

But I continue to dream

I no longer dream what I dreamt

If I no longer wash at the river

Why does this cold freeze me

More than it used to then

Ay, my mother, my mother

How I miss that goodness

And the badness I then knew

And the hunger I then had

And the cold that froze me

And my fantasy

We are no longer hungry, mother

But now we no longer have

The wish of not having it

We no longer know how to dream

We already are trying to deceive

The desire to die

• Artist:Mariza
• Album:Fado Tradicional