Trovas | Who feels pity of my fado

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by Osório Duque Estrada (1870 - 1927)

Translation © by Mirna Rubim

Trovas

Language: Portuguese (Português)

Our translations: ENG FRE

Quem se condói do meu fado
Vê bem como agora eu ando
De noite sempre acordado
De dia sempre sonhando
O amor perturbou-me tanto
Que este contraste deploro
Querendo chorar eu canto
Querendo cantar eu choro

Curvado à lei dos pesares
Não sei se morro ou se vivo
Senhor dos outros olhares
Só do teu fiquei cativo.
Por isso a verdade nua
Este tormento contém
Minh'alma não sendo tua
Não será de mais ninguém!

Text Authorship:

by Osório Duque Estrada (1870 - 1927) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):

by Alberto Nepomuceno (1864 - 1920), "Trovas", op. 29 no. 1 (1901). [voice and piano] [ sung text verified 1 time]

Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):

ENG English (Mirna Rubim) , "Trovas", copyright ©, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Chansons", written 1911, copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

Researcher for this page: Mirna Rubim

This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 16
Word count: 74

Trovas

Language: English after the Portuguese (Português)

 Who feels pity of my fado¹
 Can see how I have been
 At night, always awake,
 At day, always dreaming,
 Love disturbed me so much
 That I hate this contrasting:
 When I wish to cry I sing
 When I wish to sing I cry
 
 I don't know 
 if I die of if I live
 Owner of other gazes
 Only yours has made me slave
 Thus, the naked truth
 Contains this torment:
 If my soul is not yours
 It will not be anyone's.

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¹ Portuguese folk song.

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a text in Portuguese (Português) by Osório Duque Estrada (1870 - 1927)
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 16
Word count: 84