I'm going from Lisbon to S. Bento,
I bring your world inside
In the scarf you gave me.
I'm going from the Algarve to the Northeast,
I bring your embroidered kiss ,
I'm a Train of Fado
I carry an enchanted Love,
I'm a Train of people.
I'm the ground of Alentejo,
Iron is the my kiss,
As hot as Freedom,
And if I don't miss you
it's because you're always lying
In a Love that doesn't stand still,< br/>I'm a Train of Fado,
I'm a Train of people.
There's no Love bigger,
That this Love for you I have,
Flight of a round bird,
That does not land on the eaves.
There is no Love that takes me more,
Than the one in which it is written,
Alas. .. Soft fire,
Peace and fire,
And the final Light.
I go down from Porto to Rossio,
I take the embrace of the river,
Douro lover of the Tagus,
In the echoes of a barrel organ,
Cry my guitar,
You bring me the Peace of the cicada,
In a mismatch found,
I am a train of Fado.
If I'm going to die in Coimbra,
Bring me the darkness from the Light,
From the Love that was never made,
The blood of Ines flows to me,
Show me a waking dream,
We are a winged People,
A People who live in Fado
The Soul of being different.
There is no Love bigger ,
That this Love for you I have,
Flight of a round bird,
That does not land on the eaves.
There is no Love that takes me anymore ,
May the one in which it is written,
Alas... Soft fire,
Peace and fire,
And the final Light.

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