Below is the lyrics of the song Ai Mouraria , artist - Roberto Leal with translation
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Roberto Leal
Ai Mouraria
Da velha rua da Palma
Onde eu um dia
Deixei presa a minha alma
Por ter passado mesmo ao meu lado certo fadista
De cor morena, boca pequena, olhar trocista
Ai Mouraria
Do homem do meu encanto
Que me mentia
Mas que eu adorava tanto
Amor que o vento
Como um lamento
Levou consigo
Mas que ainda agora
E a toda a hora
Trago comigo
Ai Mouraria
Dos rouxinóis nos beirais
Dos vestidos cor de rosa
Dos pregões tradicionais
Ai Mouraria
Das procissões a passar
Da Severa em voz saudosa
Da guitarra a soluçar
Ai Mouraria
Das procissões a passar
Da Severa em voz saudosa
Da guitarra a soluçar
Oh Mouraria
From the old street of Palma
where I one day
I left my soul trapped
For having passed right by my side, a certain fado singer
Brown in color, small mouth, mocking look
Oh Mouraria
From the man of my charm
who lied to me
But that I loved so much
Love that the wind
like a lament
took with him
But what even now
And all the time
I bring with me
Oh Mouraria
Of the nightingales on the eaves
Of the pink dresses
of the traditional trading sessions
Oh Mouraria
Of the processions to pass
From Severa in a wistful voice
From the guitar to sobbing
Oh Mouraria
Of the processions to pass
From Severa in a wistful voice
From the guitar to sobbing
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