Povo Que Lavas No Rio - Dulce Pontes

Povo que lavas no rio

Que talhas com teu machado

As tábuas do meu caixão (bis)

Há-de haver quem te defenda

Quem compre o teu chão sagrado

Mas a tu vida não

Fui terá mesa redonda

Beber em malga que esconda

Um beijo de mão em mão (bis)

Era o vinho que me deste

Água pura, fruto agreste

Mas a tua vida não

Aromas de urze e de lama

Dormi com eles na cama

Tive a mesma condição (bis)

Povo, povo eu te pertenço

Deste-me alturas de incenso

Mas a tua vida não

People who wash in the river

What do you chop with your ax?

The boards of my coffin (bis)

There must be someone who defends you

Who buys your sacred ground

But your life doesn't

I went to have a round table

Drink in malga that hides

A kiss from hand to hand (bis)

It was the wine you gave me

Pure water, wild fruit

But your life is not

Scents of heather and mud

I slept with them in the bed

I had the same condition (bis)

People, people I belong to you

You gave me heights of incense

But your life is not