À Meia Noite Ao Luar

At midnight in the moonlight
Goes through the streets singing
The dreamy bohemian
At midnight in the moonlight
Goes through the streets singing
The dreamy bohemian

And the modest maiden
Softly opens the window
To the sweet love song

Oh how beautiful
In the moonlight
To hear a fado in the middle of the street
I'm a singer
Passionate
Strumming the strings singing the fado

The twelve chimes sound
And upon hearing the guitar playing
The silver moon appears
And the modest maiden
Softly opens the window
Comes to listen to the serenade

From Coimbra, remains a river, a longing
Knights errant, dulcineias
From Coimbra, remains the brief eternity
Of the Mondego running in our veins

From Coimbra, remains the dream and the grace
Antero in revolt and cape unleashed
From Coimbra, remains a time that doesn't pass
In the passing of a time that doesn't return