Sem Razão
Amália Rodrigues
Without Reason
My love, don't ask me the reason
Of the passion that tortures me
True passion has no reason
Nor is it sought
It's sorrow or happiness that comes
At any time
Why did I like you? I don't know!
For I did nothing to want you
If love lost me
What fault do I have
For wanting you, this way?
Love doesn't follow anyone's orders
It appears unexpectedly
All I know is that as soon as I saw you
I looked at you and I was captivated
In this world, no one knows
The nature of love!
No one knows where luck resides
Nor can we foresee the bad punishment
And love, when it comes
We also don't know
The luck it brings along
And love, when it comes
We also don't know
The luck it brings along
