Fado Português- Amália Rodrigues

언제 살아돌아 온다는 기약도 없이 먼 항해를 떠나는 선원들은

 사랑하는 가족이나 연인을 그리워하고 맘에 품고서 슬픈 운명의 노래를 부릅니다. 

                                              

                                                          

                                                                Portuguese Fado

Fado was born on a day,

When the wind barely stirred,

And the seas elongated the skies.

On the main rail of a sailing ship,

In the chest of a seaman

While sorrowful he sang.

While sorrowful he sang.

 

Oh, what imense beauty,

My land, my hill, my valley

Of golden leaves, flowers and fruits

Do you see lands of Spain,

Sands of Portugal,

Vision blinded by tears.

 

In the mouth of a seaman

In the fragile sailing ship

The hurtful song fading

With the piercing of desires

From the lips burning with kisses

That kiss the air and nothing more,

That kiss the air and nothing more.

 

Farewell mother, farewell Maria,

Keep this well in mind,

That I make this vow:

Either I will take you to the altar,

Or it was God who was served instead

Give me my rest at sea

 

Now, on another given day

When the wind barely stirred

And the seas elongated the skies

At the bow of another sailing ship

Another seaman sailed

 

While sorrowful he sang

While sorrowful he sang.