O Fado Mora Em Lisboa
Tony de Matos
The Blues Lives in Lisbon
INSTRUMENTAL
Strolling around the whole world
Because he likes the good life
But he doesn't live abroad
The blues lives in Lisbon.
He used to live in Mouraria,
But then, in a sudden move
He took care of the change and one day
He went to Bairro Alto.
The blues always lives, as a punishment,
In an old neighborhood, in an old neighborhood,
And by his side, to speak freely
Lives the longing, lives the longing.
Almost in front, in a house of poverty
Lives the sadness, lives the sadness,
He has been running through the old neighborhoods aimlessly
But he lives in Lisbon, but he lives in Lisbon.
When he goes to sing abroad
He has a bizarre idea.
He takes a chorus that cries
In the sad voice of the guitar.
He sings there for days on end
But then, in anxiety,
He always comes back on a ship
Called Longing.
The blues always lives, as a punishment,
In an old neighborhood, in an old neighborhood,
And by his side, to speak freely
Lives the longing, lives the longing.
Almost in front, in a house of poverty
Lives the sadness, lives the sadness,
He has been running through the old neighborhoods aimlessly
But he lives in Lisbon, but he lives in Lisbon.
INSTRUMENTAL
Almost in front, in a house of poverty
Lives the sadness, lives the sadness,
He has been running through the old neighborhoods aimlessly
But he lives in Lisbon, but he lives in Lisbon.
