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MAR E MORADA DI SODADI
Nun tardinha na kambar di sol
mi t’anda na praia di Nantasket
lembra’m praia di Furna
Sodadi fronta’m, N tchora.
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Mar e morada di sodadi
el ta separanu pa tera lonji
el ta separanu d’nos mai nos amigos
sen serteza di torna enkontra.
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N pensa na nha vida mi só
sen ningén di fé pertu di mi
Pa sta odja kes ondas ta kebra di mansinhu
ta traze’m um dor di sentimentu.
NÔT D’ MINDELU
Nôt d’ Mindelu
E sab e silensioza
Nôt d’ Mindelu
E branka y luminosa
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Nôt d’ amor
Di luar sim k’ma prata
Nôt d’Mindelu e sedutor
D’ojus sim k’ma nos mulata
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Mindelu, paraízu di amor
Mindelu, tera sab, enkantador
Mindelu, tera de lua y serenata
Mindelu, bersu di kriola y mulata
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Nôt di luar, di lua k’mo sirena
Nôt morena, mansu y mimador
Mindelu, na bo regasu en flor
Na regasu di bo mulata
No mima nos Amadue
PARTIDA
Ora....Ora di bai
e ora di sentimentu
Ora di bai e tristi
e ora di sentimentu.
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Ami si pa N dixa Djar Fogu
Má N kre dixâ mundu interu
Ma N kre dixâ mundu ku dor
Sen paz, sen dizafogu
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Si tudu genti
sabeba nes mundu
Amá sufre amá senti,
Ka ta sintiba nes mundu
Es tristi palavra... parti!
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Ora.... Ora di bai
e ora di sentimentu
Ora di bai e tristi
e ora di sentimentu
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Partida e dor amá tristeza
Ken inventa’l ka tenba amor.
Partida e dor na nos petu
di ken ki nu dixa ku dor
MISS PERFUMADU
Dixa’m more ta sonha
Na sombra di oju maguadu
D’uma pekena zentil
Di korpu perfumadu
Asin dixa’m more o flor
Na sombra di bo ojinhu
Dixa’m more ta sonha
Asin k’ma pomba na se ninhu
Si pomba e filis na se ninhu
Ami tanbe mi e felis
Na sombra di oju ma karinhu
di miss perfumadu.
LUA NHA TESTIMUNHA
Bô ka ta pensâ
nha kretxeu
Nen bô ka t'imajiâ,
o k'lonj di bó m ten sofridu.
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Perguntâ
lua na séu
lua nha kompanhêra
di solidão.
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Lua vagabunda di ispasu
ki ta konxê tud d'nha vida,
nha disventura,
El ê k' ta konta-bu
nha kretxeu
tud k'um ten sofridu
na ausênsia
y na distânsia.
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Mundu, bô ten roladu ku mi
num jogu di kabra-séga,
sempri ta persigi-m,
Pa kada volta ki mundu da
el ta traze-m un dor
pa m txiga más pa Déuz |
3THE SEA IS THE HOME OF
'SODADI'
On an afternoon, at sunset
walking at Nantasket beach
I remembered Furna beach
Longing overwhelmed, I cried.
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The sea is the home of longing
it separates us from faraway land
it keeps us from our mothers, our friends
without certainty of meeting again.
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I thought about my lonely life
without a loved one next to me
To watch those waves breaking serenely
bringing me a pain of sentiment.
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DEPARTURE
Time.. Time to leave
It's time of sorrow
departure time is sad
It's time of sorrow
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As for me if I'm to leave Djar Fogu
I would rather leave the whole world
I would rather leave the world with grief
without peace, without relief
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If everyone
knew how in this world
to both suffer and feel
One wouldn't experience in this world
this sad word...departure!
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Departure is both pain and sorrow
who invented it lacked love.
Departure is pain upon our chest
of whom we left with pain.
MISS PERFUMADU
Let me die dreaming
in the shadow of saddened eyes
of an amiable girl
of perfumed body
Let me die like this oh flower
in the shadow of your little eyes
Let me die dreaming
like a dove in its nest
If the dove is happy in its nest
I too am happy
in the shadow of the eyes and loving care
of the perfumed miss. |
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