Oiça Lá, ó Senhor Vinho
Amália Rodrigues
Listen, Mr. Wine
Listen, Mr. Wine
Will you answer me, but frankly
Why do you take away all the firmness
From those who cross your path?
Just because one drinks a little too much
Even peaceful people
Friend wine, in disarray
Your grace makes them crawl!
It's bad behavior
And there's intention in what you do
One enters into imbalance
There's no balance that can hold
The laws of physics fail
And the vertical of any place
Swings without stopping
And ceases to be perpendicular
I have been, answers the wine
The loose leaf playing in the wind
I was a ray of sun in the sky
That brought sweet affection to the grape
I still keep the warmth of the sun
And so I even give life
I increase the value for anyone
In the right account, weight and measure
And I only harm those
Who judge me as nobody
And belittle me
Who treats me like water
It's an offense, I pay for it!
That's how I am
Your grace is right
And it's ingratitude
To speak ill of wine
And to prove what I say
Let's go, my friend
For another little glass!
