Cantiga da Rua
Deolinda Rodrigues
Street Song
The popular song as it passes by
Everyone judges it banal and in the end
It smiles at its own pain
Singing in love verses
Its fatal destiny
Street song, different from the others
Not mine nor yours, it belongs to everyone
Street song, that rises and floats
But does not stop
Inconstant and crazy
Goes from mouth to mouth
It belongs to no one
Poverty is happier, because it says
Aloud its thoughts, singing
And it's to the street that it comes
As if to its own mother
To tell its sorrows
Street song
Swift swallow
It can't be yours
And it won't be mine
Street song
Never gets used
To someone's lips
Lives independently
Belongs to everyone
Belongs to no one.
