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Confesso
Confesso que te amei, confesso
Não coro de o dizer, não coro
Pareço outra mulher, pareço
Mas lá chorar por ti, não choro
Fugir do amor tem seu preço
E a noite em claro atravesso
Longe do meu travesseiro
Começo a ver que não esqueço
Mas lá perdão não te peço
Sem que me peças primeiro
De rastos a teus pés
Perdida te adorei
Até que me encontrei, perdida
Agora já não és
Na vida o meu senhor
Mas foste o meu amor, na vida
Não penses mais em mim, não penses
Não estou nem p'ra te ouvir por carta
Convences as mulheres, convences
Estou farta de o saber, estou farta
Não escrevas mais nem me incenses
Quero que tu me diferences
Dessas que a vida te deu
A mim já não me pertences
Mas lá vencer-me não vences
Porque vencida estou eu
De rastos a teus pés
Perdida te adorei
Até que me encontrei, perdida
Agora já não és
Na vida o meu senhor
Mas foste o meu amor, na vida.
I confess
I confess that I loved you, yes, I do
I will not blush with saying that, sure, I won't
I feel like a different woman now , yes, I do
But cry for you, I will not do
Escaping from love has a price
For that, I have been through nights of vigil
Unable to lay my head on the pillow
I start to see that it is not easy to forget
But ask pardon, I will not do
Not before you do it first
Crawling at your feet,
I used to adore you insanely
Until the day I found myself, fully lost
From now on, you are not
my lord anymore, the lord in my life
But sure you were my love for the lifetime
Don't think about me anymore, please don't
I don't want to hear from you, even by letters
You lure another women, yes, you do
I am exhausted of being told about, yes, I am
Don't write me, don't cajole me, either
I want you to know the difference between me
And these women that life has given to you
You don't belong to me anymore
But you will not defeat my pride, no, you won't
Because I have been defeated since long ago
Crawling at your feet,
I used to adore you insanely
Until the day I found myself, fully lost
From now on, you are not
my lord anymore, the lord in my life
But sure you were my love for the lifetime

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Komentarz autora:
senhor is a very poetic form to husband or man. This fado is stunning, as always :)






