Na Rua António Maria
José Afonso
On António Maria Street
On António Maria Street
of the prime institution
lives the biggest brotherhood
of this worthy nation
And a lot of proud folks
still insisted
that one day, out of the blue,
it would come
for everyone
to smile again
But they, Conceição, will
kiss the boots
eat with their hands
of a new Pina Manique
with a different line
with a different style
It has four little letters
But they won’t give it another name
In this old fortress
only the garrison doesn’t change
And a lot of proud folks
thinking that the sister
had died for good
gave thanks
to D. Urraca
at the sound of the hangover
that the party made
But they, Conceição, will
kiss the boots
eat with their hands
of a new Pina Manique
with a different line
with a different style
On António Maria Street
it’s good for everyone to know
the patriotic spy
knows exactly where to bite
watches over our home
in the space of a stair
Without announcing herself
and offers to those she intends
a corner room
with views of the sea
But they, Conceição, will
kiss the boots
eat with their hands
of a new Pina Manique
with a different line
with a different style
Village of white clothes
dirty from not being washed
Zé Povo went to France
he doesn’t tire of waiting
The foreman of the farm
put the estate up for sale
for whoever pays the most
and the owners set traps
with new plans
it hurts whoever it hurts
But they, Conceição, will
kiss the boots
eat with their hands
of a new Pina Manique
with a different line
with a different style
