Cansaço
Amália Rodrigues
Fatigue
Behind the mirror who is
With eyes fixed on mine?
Someone who passed through here
And followed wherever
Leaving their eyes on mine
Who sleeps in my bed
And tries to dream my dreams?
Someone died in this bed
And from afar calls me
Mixed in my dreams
Everything I do or don't do
Others did the same
Hence this fatigue of mine
Feeling that whatever I do
Is not done just by me
