Paroles et traduction Ana Luísa Ramos - Matilde

Matilde

Pobre Matilde
Cansada de viver
Pobre Matilde
A gente passa e não te vê

E os dias são tão cheios
E a alegria é quase nada
Você acerta sempre em cheio
Mas as cartas são marcadas

E a glória é do vendedor
E as flores são pro cantor
Que diz nada

Velha Matilde
Seus olhos verdes cinza
E suas memórias
Levadas pela brisa

De quando o sol encontrava o mar
E o horizonte era sempre seu
E o sol brilhava
Nos varais
Nas pitangas
No infinito
Dos quintais
Nas manhãs
Que eram suas

Nos varais
Nas pitangas
No infinito
Dos quintais
Nas manhãs
Que eram suas

Matilda

Poor Matilda
Tired of living
Poor Matilda
People pass by and don't notice you

And the days are so full
And joy is almost nothing
You always hit the mark
But the cards are marked

And glory belongs to the salesman
And the flowers are for the singer
Who says nothing

Old Matilda
Your gray-green eyes
And your memories
Carried away by the breeze

From when the sun met the sea
And the horizon was always yours
And the sun shone
On the clotheslines
On the cherry tomatoes
In the infinity
Of the backyards
In the mornings
That were yours

On the clotheslines
On the cherry tomatoes
In the infinity
Of the backyards
In the mornings
That were yours