Translation of the song Foram cardos, foram prosas artist Amor Electro
Foram cardos, foram prosas
They Were Thistle Blooms, They Were Proses
Há luz sem lume aceso,
There's light yet the lights are not on
Mas sem amar o calor
But, without loving heat
À flor dum fogo preso,
Very close to a captive passion,
À luz do meu claro amor!
By the light of my bright love!
Há madressilvas aos pés
There are honeysuckles on our feet
E águas lavam o rosto;
And waters wash our faces;
Dedos que tens em rés pés
You have your toes at foot level
Oh, meu amante deposto!
Oh, my ousted lover!
[Refrão:]
[Chorus:]
Será sempre a subir
It shall always be a climb
Ao cimo de ti,
To your very top,
Só para te sentir.
Just so I can feel you.
Será, do alto de mim,
It shall happen above me
Que um corpo só
That a single body
Exalta o seu fim!
Is extoling its own end!
Não foram poemas nem rosas
They weren't poems nor roses
Que colheste do meu colo;
That you picked from my neck;
Foram cardos, foram prosas
They were thistle blooms, they were proses
Arrancadas do meu solo!
Torn away from my own ground!
[Refrão:]
[Chorus:]
Será sempre a subir
It shall always be a climb
Ao cimo de ti,
To your very top,
Só para te sentir.
Just so I can feel you.
Será, do alto de mim,
It shall happen above me
Que um corpo só
That a single body
Exalta o seu fim!
Is extoling its own end!
Ah la, la, la... La, la, la, la-la...
Ah la, la, la... La, la, la, la-la...