Os Bu zios

	Havia a solidão da prece no olhar triste
	Como se os seus olhos fossem as portas do pranto
	Sinal da cruz que persiste, os dedos contra o quebranto
	E os búzios que a velha lançava sobre um velho manto
	À espreita está um grande amor mas guarda segredo
	Vazio tens o teu coração na ponta do medo
	Vê como os búzios caíram virados p’ra norte
	Pois eu vou mexer o destino, vou mudar-te a sorte (bis)
	Havia um desespero intenso na sua voz
	O quarto cheirava a incenso, mais uns quantos pós
	A velha agitava o lenço, dobrou-o, deu-lhe dois nós
	E o seu padre santo falou usando-lhe a voz
	Some of a lonely pray in her sad look
	As though her eyes were doors to her tears
	One sign of the cross as usual, her fingers crossed protecting against the spell
	and there spread the winkles she tossed over an worn old mantle
	One great love is waiting for you, but don't tell anybody about this
	You've been carrying your heart empty at the verge of fear
	See the way the winkles have fallen, turned down to the north
	But I'll trick the destiny, and change your fortune
	There was some of an intense dispair in her voice
	The room smells of incense and thousand another fragances
	The old woman shakes the scarf, folds it and ties its edges twice
	And then a sovereign spirit speaks through her voice

	Havia a solid o da prece no olhar triste
	Como se os seus olhos fossem as portas do pranto
	Sinal da cruz que persiste, os dedos contra o quebranto
	E os bú zios que a velha lan ava sobre um velho manto
	À espreita está um grande amor mas guarda segredo
	Vazio tens o teu cora o na ponta do medo
	V como os bú zios caí ram virados p' ra norte
	Pois eu vou mexer o destino, vou mudarte a sorte bis
	Havia um desespero intenso na sua voz
	O quarto cheirava a incenso, mais uns quantos pó s
	A velha agitava o len o, dobrouo, deulhe dois nó s
	E o seu padre santo falou usandolhe a voz
	Some of a lonely pray in her sad look
	As though her eyes were doors to her tears
	One sign of the cross as usual, her fingers crossed protecting against the spell
	and there spread the winkles she tossed over an worn old mantle
	One great love is waiting for you, but don' t tell anybody about this
	You' ve been carrying your heart empty at the verge of fear
	See the way the winkles have fallen, turned down to the north
	But I' ll trick the destiny, and change your fortune
	There was some of an intense dispair in her voice
	The room smells of incense and thousand another fragances
	The old woman shakes the scarf, folds it and ties its edges twice
	And then a sovereign spirit speaks through her voice