Fado do Estudante

What a black fate to see myself like this
What luck and vile degrading
Oh, how I miss
My student life

In that fleeting time of Love
Which is the best for a young man
I was a bold conqueror of girls
With cape in the air, head in the clouds
I only lived to love, without a care
Wandering around and everything else was just songs

None of them held me
Leaving them was a piece of cake
Until the day she appeared
That traitor with bangs

Always jingling without a penny
Cassock open with a tear
Boots laughing in a cane
And a shameless look
Wandering around with others
And dancing at the festivities
To flirt, drink, have fun, sing the fado

I now remember with longing
The thick books I read
The professors at the university
And the anatomy table

I invoke in me memories
That have no end of those lessons
In front of the garden of the old Campo de Santana
Classes I would give if I studied
Where I was still in that class
That I missed seven days a week

Fado is all my faith
It lulls, enchants, and intoxicates
Because it can even be beautiful
On the radio
When played with warmth
Well thrown and accurately
Fado is beautiful, no one can resist it
It's the most popular song, it has emotion, makes us thrill
That's why I'm a Doctor and a Fado singer