Fado das mágoas [English translation]

If sorrows don't hurt me, they're not sorrows

In terms of my soul they no longer live

If the waters evaporate, they're not waters

They are ethereal remembrances of what they were

The lament being fragile I couldn't contain it

Launched from the top of my eyes

Never again have I cried so much

Not even one last tear remained

I did not discard the pains, I still carry them today

On the edge of my being by you deserted

What you see in my eyes are not sorrows

They are grief for a love gone wrong

What you see in my eyes are not sorrows

They are grief for a love gone wrong

• Artist:Ana Moura
• Album:Leva-me aos fados (2009)