O Tejo
Madredeus
The Tagus
Dawn,
Discovers me the river
that I cross so much
for nothing;
And this charm,
holds by a thread,
the witness of what I know how to say.
And the city,
they call it Lisbon
but it's just a river
that is true,
just a river,
is the house of water,
house of the city where I was born.
Tagus, my sweet Tagus, you run like this;
you run for millennia without regretting,
you are the house of water where a few years ago I chose to be born.