Paroles et traduction Rui Veloso - Afurada - Live

Afurada - Live

Murmura a maré no casco
Os pescadores conversam
Na porta do tasco
Fumando um cigarro forte

As velhas cosem as redes
Cheirando o vento norte
E vão sentido pela espinha
Uma nevralgia de morte

Há um jovem pescador
A trincar dedos cortados
Pela sediela fina
Segura na mão amarra
E despede-se da mulher varina
Que lhe abotoa a samarra

Diz com a mão no puxo a afagar
Nunca tires a aliança
Tem o luto sempre à mão
Fico contigo na lembrança
E no esmalte do teu casacão

Afurada - Live

The tide whispers on the boat
The fishermens chat
At the tavern's door
Smoking a thick cigarette

The old ladies sew the fishing nets
Smelling the northen wind
And they feel through their spines
A deathly pain

There is a young fisherman
Chewing on his cut fingers
By the thin fishing line
He holds the line
And says goodbye to the sailor woman
Who buttons his jacket

He says with his hand on the pulley
Never take off this ring
Always have mourning at hand
I'll be with you in memory
And on your jacket's glaze