Fadista Louco

I sing with my eyes tightly shut
'Cause the maestro of my fados
Is the one who gives them their charm
And so I don’t look to other sides
I sing with my eyes closed
To look into my heart.

My heart is a fadista from other times
That dreams of living fantasies
In wild madness
My heart, when I sing, nearly kills me
'Cause every time it beats
It steals a bit of my life.

He and I, here we’ll suffer together
Maybe one day, after he slows down little by little
Maybe someone will still remember us
And feel in my voice what this crazy one felt.