Não É Desgraça Ser Pobre
Amália Rodrigues
It's Not a Curse to Be Poor
It's not a curse to be poor
It's not a curse to be crazy
It's not a curse to be poor
It's not a curse to be crazy
A curse is carrying the burden
In your heart and on your lips
A curse is carrying the burden
In your heart and on your lips
A little silver coin
Is worth less than a copper one
A little silver coin
Is worth less than a copper one
If poverty doesn't kill us
It's not a curse to be poor
If poverty doesn't kill us
It's not a curse to be poor
In this wild life
Being happy is a small thing
In this wild life
Being happy is a small thing
If the crazies feel nothing
It's not a curse to be crazy
If the crazies feel nothing
It's not a curse to be crazy
When I was born, I brought a star
In it, my fate was drawn
When I was born, I brought a star
In it, my fate was drawn
It wasn't a curse to bring it
A curse is carrying the burden
It wasn't a curse to bring it
A curse is carrying the burden
A curse is when we
Sing so much, we’re already hoarse
A curse is when we
Sing so much, we’re already hoarse
And the burden, stubbornly
In our heart and on our lips
And the burden, stubbornly
In our heart and on our lips
