Marcha Da Mouraria
Amália Rodrigues
March of Mouraria
Mouraria, so charming, very conceited
Very flirtatious
With all its swagger
Its air of mystery
Like an enchanted Moorish
It's like a soap opera
Where love is fire
And jealousy reigns
When opening a window
The figure appears
Of that Severa
The march of Mouraria
Has its touch of neighborhood pride
Certain hints of joy
It's the most bohemian
It's the most fado-like
She walks all enchanted
With a starched skirt
Calico blouse
She's slender, small
Playful, brunette
Gypsy and beautiful
She has the guitar to moan
A sublime love
That never betrays
This neighborhood must be
The most beautiful or most authentic
Of old Lisbon