The boat’s departing.
Farewell Alfama Pier!
If I have to leave now,
I’m bringing you with me, green cane.
Remember me, my love,
remember me on this adventure
beyond madness,
beyond the equator.

Ah! mas que ingrata ventura bem me posso queixar
Of the homeland a pouca fartura
Cheia de mágoas, ai quebra mar
With so many dangers, ai minha vida
With so many fears and alarms
Que eu já vou aos saltos,
Que eu vou de fugida

Without telling that hidden story,
Por servir de criado that lady
Serviu-se ela também tão sedutora
It was a sin,
It was a sin,
And it was a sin, yes sir,
What a good life I had in Lisbon.

Gingão de roda batida
a corsair without a crusade,
To the sound of the mandado dance,
In lands of pepper and wonder,
With dreams of silver and fantasy,
with dreams da cor do arco-íris
you’ll hallucinate if you see them,
you’ll hallucinate magic.

I’ve unfurled the sail,
A shameless Marrano,
A Jew sem coisa sem fronha
I’m going on a voyage, oh what a start,
I see only colors, oh, what joy!
I see only pirates and treasures,
São silver, são gold
São nights, days

Vou no espantoso trono das águas
Vou no tremendo blowing of the winds,
I rise above my thoughts
arrepia
arrepia
and arrepia, yes sir,
Oh, what a good life I had in Lisbon!

O mar das águas ardendo
O delírio of the heavens,
A fúria do barlavento
Arreia the sail and vai marujo ao leme
The boat turns and the sailor falls into the sea,
The boat turns on the curve of death,
Look at my fate
Olha o meu azar

And after the ship’s turned,
Great shouts and roars,
Na salvação of the afflicted,
Esfola, mata, agarra
Ah, who can help me?
Pray, plead, escape
Ai que pagode
pray, heroes and eunuchs tremble,
They’re Moors, they’re Turks,
They’re Moors, help!

That’s a terrible storm,
Aquilo vai p´ra lá do que é eterno
That was a portrait of hell,
It’s sinking to the bottom,
it’s sinking to the bottom,
and it’s sinking to the bottom, yes sir.
Oh, what a good life I had in Lisbon!

Farewell, my love.
Take care.
If grief is a thorn
Que espeta sozinho
Do outro lado
Meu bem desvairado
Tão aflito
If grief is mercy
Que desfaz o nó
And lets out a cry,
An evil look,
A wicked sin,
E a saudade is uma espera
É uma aflição
If it’s spring,
É um fim de Outono
Um tempo morno
It’s almost summer
In mid-winter
É um abandono
Porque não me vês
Seaspray,
Se a dor é um ciúme
Que espalha um perfume
Que me agonia
come and see me, my love,
in secret.
If grief is a sea,
Louco a transbordar
Our path
Quase a espraiar
Quase a afundar
E a saudade é uma espera
It’s an affliction,
If it’s spring,
É um fim de Outono
Um tempo morno
It’s almost summer
In mid-winter
É um abandono

I jump in the darkness,
I carry a knife in my teeth
and in my eyes coloridos
I swear
Come and see the fire in the sea,
The burning fish,
Ana, come and see,
Ana, come and see,
Ana, come and see.

Voando em arco
Esgueiro o corpo num balanço
Como um piloto do inferno, assalto
Nas asas guerreiras of an angel
Seja louvado
Atacamos mui baralhados
Like a endiabrado
By Jesus on his cross,
Weep for me, my princess,
Escorre sangue heaven and earth,
Ah pois, however holy it may be,
War is war.

Malacca, Malacca,
War is war,
In heaven and earth,
Nos dentes a faca
I advance and advance,
War is war,
In heaven and on earth,
Balanço, balanço

Cruzado cruzado
War is war,
In heaven and on earth,
O mais enfeitado
Largar largar
Fire in the sea.

Seja bendito
De todos o mais enfeitado
look at me, the greatest warrior in action,
look at me, your beloved,
and heaven burning,
Ana, come and see,
Ana, come and see,
Ana, come and see.

Boats in rising flames,
Parecia coisa sonhada queimados
The horrid cries of a wounded beast,
E lá dentro ardiam trapped men
E cá fora à cutilada
butchered p'la calada
Pelos peitos já desfeitos
Cry for me, my princess,
Escorre sangue o céu e a terra
Ah, however holy it may be,
war is war.

Foge saloio
Eh parolo
Aguenta António de Faria
E a fidalguia
Todo o massacre
E todo o desconsolo
Coja Acém’s coming
and the burning sea,
Oh, Ana, come and see.
Oh, Ana, come and see.
Oh, Ana, come and see.

The pirate bids us farewell, o labrego
De cima of that mast,
Trocista e airoso
Mostrando o traseiro cafre
The black darkness of a negro,
Taking away our leather and treasure
Rindo de gozo
All the rest was lost na molhada
Pelo estrondo na quebrada
No edema da gangrene,
Weep for me, my princess,
Escorre sangue heaven and earth,
Ah pois however holy it may be,
War is war.

The darkness is very great,
the weather’s really cold,
the sea’s very rough,
the wind’s very stiff,
the waters are cruzadas
As vagas levantadas

Eh bruto, cut down those masts for me,
Steady the stern and turn the prow,
Ajusta-me esses calabretes
Baldeia fazendas à toa
Unload that deck,
Arms leap,
Feet fly,
Vomitam pragas in the bustle,
bodies shot to pieces,
Dão à costa
Pela encosta
We bewail our perdition,
Dando muitas bofetadas
Against ourselves, yes sir,
Metidos in a pool of water,
We shout a prayer to the Savior.

The darkness.

Salve-se agora quem puder
Por entre wounded and afflicted
Nas costas bathed in blood,
… atabões and mosquitos bite,
The dumb shout,
The deaf hear,
Em trejeitos absurdos
Um marinheiro de cabeça toda aberta
C'os miolos todos podres quase inerte
Num boeiro
Ai que cheiro
and he hugged me and then expired
Com provas de good Christian,
O que muito nos consolou
Não ter de o levar às costas
Enterrado
Abençoado lá ficou

The darkness

Estando nós in great danger,
Num enorme desvario
Two sailors swam
E a pouco mais de meio rio
Arremeteram conta eles
two giant lizards
that tore them both to pieces,
Com a qual vista ficámos assombrados
Ai socorro
Oh, I’m dying,
Livra que nos fomos logo a pique
And subitamente ao fundo
Com um negro pela mão
so astonished and silent,
but inside, he’s singing plainchant.

Como se a Terra corresse
Inteirinha behind me
Fear besieges my senses,
beneath my skin,
Ao esgueirar-se viscoso
Escorre pegajoso
and leaves
through my pores,
Pelos meus ais
Ele penetrates my bones,
Ao derramar-se sedento
Nas entranhas sinuosas
Entre as vísceras mordendo
Salta e espalha-se no ar
It comes and goes,
Delirious,
So delirious,
It’s like a living dream.
That annointed figure,
Rolling in the mud,
A deslizar de uma larva
Emergindo lá no fundo
I’m afraid, oh Fear,
take it all, it’s all yours,
but let me go.

Arrasta-me à côncava do fundo
from the great lake of night,
Cruzando as grades of fire
between Heaven and Hell
Até à boca escancarada
Mouth
Behind me,
Behind me,
It’s like a living dream,
Those eyes in the darkness
Of the wailing widows,
Murdered by his father,
disemboweled by his son,
Que possuiu lascivo
his own mother
and his lover.

My love, when I die,
Ó linda
Veste a mais garrida saia
If I die on the high seas,
Ó linda
And I want to see you on the beach,
Mas afasta-me those voices,
Linda

You’re afraid of the living
and the dead, ..
Pelos pés and hands
E p´lo pescoço e pelos peitos
Até ao fio do lombo
How your flesh trembles,
Fernão Mendes.

We watch everything in silence on the coastline,
De olhos na noite hanging from the fainting sky;
Ah, new October moon, you bring the rains and winds,
A alma a segredar, your mouth muttering torments!

Descem de clouds de assombro mullets and catfish,
Se as aves embalam the fish in certain miracles;
The body rises up from the soul, no choro of litanies,
In the prayers of the damned, in the plagues of the besieged,
On the island of thieves, who escapes?
And carry this message to the pier:
São penas, são sinais. Farewell.

Free me from the hunger that consumes me, from this cold;
Livra-me do mal of that animal que é este cio;
Free me from fate and, if you can, abençoado
Leva-me a mim to fly through the air!

Como se houvesse um encanto, a strange magic,
The sun slowly floats nas margens of the day.
Undress my privateer’s body, dry out my mariner’s veins,
Morde-me o peito aos ais, das brigas, daggers,
who leaves the island of thieves?
And carry this message to the pier:
São penas, são sinais. Farewell.

We go naked and barefoot, lovers, thirsty,
If the veil of night se deita na curva do tempo.
Oh, new October moon,
Our fears are fears of rains and winds,
Da alma a segredar, of the murmuring mouth.

Goodbye.

Ó ai meu bem how the dancer dances,
Ó meu amor a caravela também
Ó bonitinha ai que é das penas, que é das mágoas
Sendo nós like a sardine
Flying atop the waters.

Vai de roda quem quiser
E diga o que tem a dizer (Certo!)

I’ve dreamt for many, many years por esta hora chegada
De Lisboa para a Índia vou agora de abalada
Mas em frente de Sesimbra
Then, a French buccaneer
Nos atirou para Melides
Com o barco feito em três
E por Deus e por El-Rei
Que grande volta que eu dei

Oh, it’s so beautiful, oh, it’s so beautiful,
Oh, it’s so beautiful, oh, it’s so beautiful.

Ó ai meu bem how the dancer dances,
Ó meu amor a caravela também
Ó bonitinha ai que é das penas, que é das mágoas
Sendo nós like the sardine,
flying over the crest of the waters.

Ena que alegria enorme
Uns mais ou menos conforme (Certo!)

Mas que terras maravilha mais parece uma aguarela
Que eu vejo da minha barca branca, blue and yellow
A Lua dormia ali e com o Sol é tal namoro
The mountains were pregnant and bore silver and gold,
With Jesus in his heart, Fernão ..

Oh, it’s so pretty, oh, it’s so pretty,
Oh, it’s so pretty, oh, it’s so pretty.

Ó ai meu bem how the dancer dances,
Ó meu amor a caravela também
Ó bonitinha ai que é das penas, que é das mágoas
We’re like a sardine
A voar por cima das águas

Mais cuidado no bailado
Que andamos tão baralhados (Of course!)

I’ve never ssen bichos medonhos tão soltos e atrevidos
Que nos fomos logo a pique c'o bafo dos their grunts
E todo nu sobre um penedo de mãos postas a rezar
'Té me tremiam as carnes por os não ter no lugar
'Inda por cima a chover vejam lá o meu azar

Ó é tão lindo, ó é tão lindo
Ó é tão lindo, ó é tão lindo

Ó ai meu bem como baila o bailador
Ó meu amor a caravela também
Ó bonitinha ai que é das penas, que é das mágoas
Sendo nós como a sardinha
A voar por cima das águas

Eh valente rapazinho
A cantar ao desafio (Certo!)

I killed Moors, malabares quem foi à guerra fui eu
I sank great fleets, nunca ninguém me venceu
But when I saw a Moor’s arse, foi tal susto grande e forte
that I pissed myself half to death,
Siga a roda sem parar, people are going to fly!

Ó é tão lindo, ó é tão lindo
Ó é tão lindo, ó é tão lindo
Ó é tão lindo, ó é tão lindo
Ó é tão lindo, ó é tão lindo

Eu cá sou dos Fonsecas
Eu cá sou dos Madureiras
De ferro e puro sangue
courses through my veins.
Nasci da paixão temporal
Do parto dos vendavais
Cresço no fragor da luta
Numa força bruta
P'ra além dos mortais
but I’ve got muitas saudades
Certas penas and desires
and that crazy anxiety
like a sin,
if I don’t see you, my love.

Olha o fado

Ora, he’s so vindictive,
Ora, he’s so patient,
Tomorrow, he’ll eat,
Today, he’ll fast,
Lying panderer,
Sweet and true,
Now, a conquerer
Now, the conquered,
Tomorrow, he’s a sailor,
Today’s, é desvalido
A passionate adventurer,
Doido e bandoleiro

We’re captains,
Somos Albuquerques
We’re lions,
Seadogs,
With our eyes on the heavens,
De cima dos chapitéus

We’re captains,
Somos Albuquerques
We’re lions,
Dos lobos dos mares
And in truth, what hurts you
Is that we don’t want to be heroes.

Por este rio acima
Deixando para trás
A côncava funda
Of the house of smoke,
I came close to sleep,
Floating in the waters
of the rivers of heaven,
Escorre ginger and honey
Sedas porcelanas
Pepper and cinnamon
Receiving offers
of sweet music
in our ears,
As light as air,
A terra a navegar
Meu bem como eu vou
Por este rio acima

Por este rio acima
The boats are painted
With many pictures,
Descrevem varandas
E os cabelos de Inês
Desenham memórias
Ao longo da água
Enchanted forests,
Soutos laranjeiras
Campinas de trigo
Amores repartidos
Afagam as dores
Quando são sentidos
Sleeping monsters,
Na esfera do fogo
As the fish is born
Por este rio acima

My dream,
How I want you,
I don’t know,
I don’t know,
Stay a little longer,
Que eu também
Que eu também
meu bem

Por este rio acima
isto que é de uns
Também é de outros
Não é mais nem menos
Nascidos foram todos
From the sweat of the female,
From the heat of the male,
Aquilo que uns tratam
Não hão-de tratar
Outros de outra coisa
Pois o que vende o fresco
Não vende o salgado
Nem também o seco
Na terra em harmonia
Perfect and smooth
das margens do rio
Por este rio acima

My dream,
Quanto eu te quero
I don’t know
I don’t know
stay a little longer,
so do I
so do I
my love.

Por este rio acima
Deixando para trás
A côncava funda
Da casa do fumo
Cheguei perto do sonho
Flutuando nas águas
Dos rios dos céus
Escorre ginger and honey,
Sedas porcelanas
Pimenta and cinnamon
Recebendo ofertas
De músicas suaves
In our ears,
leve como o ar
A terra a navegar
Meu bem como eu vou
Por este rio acima

No cortejo of the penitent,
Vão culpados pecadores da gula
Vão culpados da sensualidade
Punished to the marrow,
Vão os tíbios and frouxos in love,
Immaculate as the Creator,
Vão culpados por abstinência
Vão culpados das suas carências
No cortejo dos penitentes
men cut their own flesh
as offerings to the heavens,
Ao mais alto de todos os céus
No cortejo dos penitentes
The priests da austera vida
tred contentes and muito enfeitados
on the ashes of the sacrificed,
and sing praises
to God.

Soften, o Lord,
the affliction of the dead,
so that they may praise you,
in quiet sleep.

No cortejo
the penitent
drink draughts of bitter drink,
urine that they then throw up,
Pela noite mal aventurada
No cortejo
Os penitentes
Eat fillets of curdled blood
Da sangria dos outros romeiros
Suavemente mutilados
and sing praises
to God.

Diogo Soares,
the great general
known as the Galician,
the man of the fatal gaze,
commands sixty thousand men
from foreign lands,
conquering and fighting
for whoever will pay him the most.
Effective in his speeches,
obsequious to boot,
he won the favour
of princes and samurais.
Now he’s the governor
of the Kingdom of Pegu,
stronger than the king,
richer through masterstrokes.

In that city,
there lived a merchant
named Mambogoá,
a man of boundless fortune.
And on that day,
the day of the wedding,
one of his daughters
was marrying Manica Mandarim.
Diogo Soares passed by,
Upon learning of the party,
Congratulated the bride and groom, and their parents.
And the beautiful bride
offered him a ring
thanking him for the honour
Por gestos puros and sensuais.
Then, the Galician,
instead of keeping
due decorum,
seized her and spoke to her thus:
”Oh, beautiful girl,
you’re mine and mine alone.
You belong to no one,
to no one but me.”

Her father, Mambogoá,
upon seeing the brute
seize his daughter so firmly,
[and] hearing this insult, in fright,
raised his hands to heaven,
kneeling on the ground,
in the very picture of grief,
tearfully begging and pleading,
”I beseech you, my Lord,
out of reverence for God,
whom you adore, conceived
in the womb without blemish or sin,
don’t take my daughter,
don’t take away my treasure,
or I’ll die of paixão,
or I’ll die abandonado.”

But Diogo Soares
had the groom killed,
while he wept in the embrace of
the fear-sticken,
trembling girl.
And the bride strangled herself
with a silk ribbon
before the lustful Galician
could take her by force.
The land and the air
shook with the cries
of the weeping of the women
that were so great that they inspired fear.
And her father, Mambogoá,
Pedindo in the streets
For justiça the murderer
and the slumbering city awoke.
”People, people,
come out like thunderbolts
in the anger of the rains,
in the storm of the lash
and may fire consume
his final days
and tear apart
his flesh in the dead of night.”

In the blink of an eye,
Numa grande grita
Out of love for the afflicted,
Juntou-se ao velho o povo inteiro
with a great fury
and thirst for revenge.
They arrested Diogo Soares
and dragged him into the yard
And the people demanded
that his veins be
as empty of blood
as hell is full of it.
And as he climbed the scaffold,
he kissed every step,
half-muttering the name
of Jesus under his breath.

His son, Baltasar Soares,
who was coming from the house,
Upon seeing them
Taking his father away,
Threw himself, weeping, at his feet
E por largo tempo abraçados
locked in a mortal embrace,
”Why, my Lord, are these cruel and veangeful
people taking you away?
Why, my Lord, are these awful people
beating and killing you?”
”Ask them about my sins,
for they will tell you,
Que eu vou já de maneira
that all of this seems like a dream.”

And so many stones
landed on the victim,
that he died yelling out
the rosary of his sins,
soaked in the spit
of the hatred of men
and the animal froth
of all of the ravenous dogs.

The girls and the boys
dragged his lifeless
body through the streets,
Arrastado by the throat
And the people gave alms
that they offered to the children
giving them as if it were
a most pious and holy act.

And so end the annals
of the great general
known as the Galician,
the man of the fatal gaze.

Sail, sail
Mas ó minha cana verde
Mergulhar no your body,
Between four walls,
To give you a kiss and stay
sink to the bottom and come back up
oh, my green cane.
Sail, sail

Those who conquer, always steal,
those who covet, never give,
those who oppress, tyrannize,
Naufraga a thousand times,
Bonita eu sei lá

I walk with fetters on my feet,
I walk with cuffs on my hands,
a collar around my neck,
lost and found,
sold at auction,
I was the merchandise
Lá na praça do Mocá
Quase às avé-marias
in the bottomless depths of the sea.

Navegar navegar...

Oh sea!
Leva everything that life has given me,
Everything that time forgot,
Leva que eu vou voltar
Oh sea!
Like one who comes forth
and returns to the depths
of his mother’s womb.

Tão indiferente
Consumiste na força bravia
Todo o encanto das coisas que havia
E lançaste na praia ardente
Náuseas and plagues,
Spoils of souls,
As carnes em chagas
As mágoas
And you condemned me to a night
of blood and fire,
and wind and shadows,
Ao teu quebranto
but at least let
my naked body rest.

Ó Mar!
A huge lake of salty oceans,
Onde os rios também naufragados
Find their rest at last.
Ó Mar!
Tecem murmúrios
Sensuais
Como os amantes
Depois!
They rest in peace.

Lembra-me um sonho lindo, quase acabado
Lembra-me um céu aberto, outro fechado
Estala-me a veia em sangue, estrangulada
Estoira no peito um grito, à desfilada

Sing, nightingale, sing, não me dês penas
Grow, sunflower, grow among lilies,
Afaga-me my whole body, if I belong to you
Rasga-me o ventre, burning in incense smoke

It reminds me of a beautiful dream that’s almost ended,
It reminds me of an open sky, then a closed one,
Estala-me a veia em sangue, strangled
A cry explodes in my chest, à desfilada

Oh! How I love you! Oh! De madrugada!
Oh! Alma da terra! Oh! Linda, assim deitada!
Oh! How I love you! Oh! Tão sossegada!
Oh! I’ll kiss your body! Oh! Seara tão desejada!

When, at times, I set before my eyes
the frightful Lusitanian voyage that I undertook,
the torments I endured and fates I wept,
my body burns in prayer, between sin and forgiveness,
my heart grows heavy and my body burns.

From the elbow of the earth to the eyelash of the world,
I was captured thirteen times, sold seventeen,
The seas killed thousands in a single groan,
Wretched me, I’m a missionary,
Foge cafre now I’m a pirate,
a volunteer sailor,
wretched me.

Quando às vezes ponho before my eyes,
the raging of the tremendous wave split by the wind,
O assombro da fronha of a monster,
Que horrenda estampada in the darkness
Oh my God, o aperto em que estou
See the copper and the gold,
See how foolish I am,
The treasure’s escaping,
Que me dá a fraqueza

Enriquece bandido
Nostalgia for the Tagus,
O inventário da presa
Give me a kiss, my love,
Afasta-o do sentido
E lá vou eu desvalido

Quando às vezes ponho diante dos olhos
the awful toils, the dangers I endured,
the hell, the accursed hell that I faced,
a prayer comes to my mouth,
my whole soul trembles,
Burns, cries out,
Enlouquece
E vem à boca
Um amargo de morte arrefece-me o corpo
A great fear,
My God,
Que estala in my chest,
Only my heart breathes perfect loves
Que eu nem conto in secret,
Que eu risquei do enredo
Num latino arremedo
Que eu nem conto
Quando às vezes ponho diante dos olhos
Snakes,
Lizards,
Monsters,
Horríveis
Sarnentos
O delírio of the rivers,
Of the sweltering jungles,
Of burning fever,
A matar
Terra à vista
Atenção

Espia como mercador
Eu cá sou benfeitor

Assalta like a thief,
Olha o rombo na quilha

See your quadrilha
Quem me dera estar longe

Empunha o machado
To be an angel, a monk.

Aguenta safado
Sendo o mais enjeitado

From Lisbon to India,
from Tartary to Siam,
from China to Ethopia,
from Hormuz to Japan,
P' lo Cabo do Mundo
Passei por um triz
from the Malay Peninsula
to Araby the Blest,
São de todas as cores
As paixões os ardores
Na voragem do cio
O amor aplacado
Entre esteiras deitado
On the deck of the ship,
Vai o sonho entornado

Quando às vezes ponho diante dos olhos
The wars,
Assaults and cries,
Blood rushing
Overflowing,
The Turks
Blessed Lady,
Thrown into the sea,
A afundar
Tangendo panelas

P'ró diabo que os leve
You blabbering heathens.

Filhos de Mafamede,
Ai da your blindness.

Dispara O roqueiro
No rescaldo da afronta

Muzzle the slave,
Rezo pela desconta

És cruzado és um bravo
With countless sins.

From Lisbon to India,
from Tartary to Siam,
from China to Ethiopia,
from Hormuz to Japan,
P' lo Cabo do Mundo
Passei por um triz
from the Malay Peninsula
to Araby the Blest,
São de todas as cores
The passions, the longings,
Na voragem of heat,
O amor aplacado
Entre esteiras deitado
on the deck of the ship,
Vai o sonho entornado
Foi de fio a pavio
P'ró diabo que os leve
Blabbering heathens,
Children of Mafamede
woe to your blindness,
Dispara o roqueiro
muzzle the slave,
you’re a crusader, you’re a hero,
spy like a merchant,
strike like a thief,
see the leak in the keel,
grab hold of the axe,
Olha a tua quadrilha
Aguenta safado
Dos pecados sem conta
És o mais enjeitado
O aperto em que estás
See the copper and gold,
The treasure’s escaping
Que te dá a fraqueza
Enriquece bandido
No rescaldo da afronta
Ai quem te dera estar longe
To be an angel, be a monk,
Reza pela desconta
Entre apupos e gritas
With hands raised high,
The good Jesuit trembles,
Ai Jesus que embrulhada
Em pouco mais de dois credos
Two thousand are dead on the ground,
A million are fighting,
drowning in blood
Estalam mil bofetadas
No traseiro de um cafre
Buzzards fly overhead,
Six heads rachadas
many wounds and sores,
in a great slaughter,
Amidst insults and plagues,
Pots of urine rain down,
Twenty three drowned,
Thirty four lost,
Naked and on their knees,
Sem contar os aflitos
Pelas pernas abaixo
Vai o pobre de mim
From Kedah to Sumatra,
From Malacca to Peking,
Fugindo a sete pés
When the quarterdeck explodes,
The gold is lost, our profits,
The fine silver, health,
But holy glory help me
Give thanks to God
for his infinite mercy
Pois eu não me lamento
if, after so many torments,
I have escaped from them alive.
May the Lord be praised,
holy apostles,
let me live among mortals,
for I deserve no better
for my great sins.