Put your black shawl loosely upon your shoulders
I want to hear some singing
For in my hands
There is a guitar ready to trillYou find it strange to hear me sing of such longing
And you say that its too sad for someone of my age
But I know that its my destiny to sing our fado
That has now penetrated my soul
In my dreams I heard a voice whisper a fado song
Sweetly, it said to me "I'll be by your side"
Thus I thought it to be my soul
Or the voice of the fado itself
Therefore