Lágrima
Amália Rodrigues
Tear
Full of sorrows, full of sorrows I lie down
And with more sorrows, with more sorrows I get up
In my chest, it has already stayed in my chest
This way, the way of wanting you so much
Despair, I have for my despair
Inside me, inside me the punishment
I don't want you, I say I don't want you
And at night, at night I dream of you
If I consider that one day I will die
In the despair I have of not seeing you
I spread my shawl, I spread my shawl on the ground
I spread my shawl and let myself fall asleep
If I knew, if I knew that by dying
You would, you would cry for me
For a tear, for a tear of yours
What joy would let me die
A tear, for a tear of yours
What joy would let me die
