Cantiga de Amigo
Elomar Figueira Melo
Friend's Song
Over at the House of Rams, where the guitar players,
Go singing praises to you.
In friendly songs, singing with me,
Only because, you are,
My woman friend,
The new moon in the sky that no longer wants me.
Seventeen is my count,
My friend counts
Something beautiful to me;
Counts the strands of your hair,
Dreams and desires,
Tell me if love has no end
Mother friend is bad
She lied to me swearing love that has no end.
Over at the House of Rams, seven lanterns,
Illuminate the room of love;
Seven guitars in laments, seven singers
Are seven tyrants of love, for a blooming friend
Who left and until today has not returned.
Seventeen is my count
Come friend and count
Something beautiful to me;
For at the House of Rams, guitars and guitar players,
Only live clamoring like this,
Mother friend is bad
She lied to me swearing love that has no end.
Over at the House of Rams, where the guitar players,
Go singing praises to you.
In friendly songs, singing with me,
Only because, you are,
My woman friend,
The new moon in the sky that no longer wants me.
Seventeen is my count,
My friend counts
Something beautiful to me;
Counts the strands of your hair,
Dreams and desires,
Tell me if love has no end
Mother friend is bad
She lied to me swearing love that has no end.
