Por Este Rio Acima
Fausto Bordalo Dias
Up This River
Up this river
Leaving behind
The deep concave
Of the smoke house
I got close to the dream
Floating in the waters
Of the rivers of the skies
Ginger and honey flow
Silks porcelains
Pepper and cinnamon
Receiving offerings
Of soft music
In our ears
Light as air
The earth sailing
My love, how I go
Up this river
Up this river
The boats are painted
With many paintings
Describing balconies
And Inês' hair
Drawing memories
Along the water
Enchanted woods
Orange groves
Wheat fields
Loves shared
Soothe the pains
When they are felt
Sleeping monsters
In the sphere of fire
How peace is born
Up this river
My dream
How much I want you
I don't even know
I don't even know
Stay a little longer
So do I
So do I
my love
Up this river
What belongs to some
Also belongs to others
It's not more or less
All were born
From the sweat of the female
From the heat of the male
What some treat
Others won't treat
Differently
For what sells fresh
Doesn't sell salty
Nor dry
In perfect harmony
The land gentle
From the riverbanks
Up this river
My dream
How much I want you
I don't even know
I don't even know
Stay a little longer
So do I
So do I
my love
Up this river
Leaving behind
The deep concave
Of the smoke house
I got close to the dream
Floating in the waters
Of the rivers of the skies
Ginger and honey flow
Silks porcelains
Pepper and cinnamon
Receiving offerings
Of soft music
In our ears
Light as air
The earth sailing
My love, how I go
Up this river
