Testo Amália Por Amor (For The Love Of Amália)

Deep in your eyes In your soul, in your voice Is the fado of our sorrows and sighs. Tied to the strings of a guitar Your heart was kept in prison Without knowing the reason When you sing the sea The earth and the sky In your God given voice I wonder why I can see the seven hills Hear the fishwives The street vender?s cry People praying all their lives Please, please, don?t go! Keep singing, Amália! In divine language, I know Your name must mean nostalgia. And when you sing There is no tomorrow So much love you bring That you?d die to kill our sorrow. I can see windows in succession Dressed with flowers Awaiting the procession And people praying for hours Deep in your eyes In your soul, in your voice Is the fado of our sorrows and sighs. I can see windows in succession Dressed with flowers Awaiting the procession. Sing, Amália, at all hours! Please, please, don?t go Keep singing, Amália! In divine language, I know Your name must mean nostalgia.