Текст и перевод песни Camané - Quadras - Live

Quadras - Live

O amor, quando se revela,
Não se sabe revelar.
Sabe bem olhar p'ra ela,
Mas não lhe sabe falar.

Quem quer dizer o que sente
Não sabe o que há-de dizer.
Fala: parece que mente...
Cala: parece esquecer...

Ah, mas se ela adivinhasse,
Se pudesse ouvir o olhar,
E se um olhar lhe bastasse
P'ra saber que a estão a amar!

Mas quem sente muito, cala;
Quem quer dizer quanto sente
Fica sem alma nem fala,
Fica só, inteiramente!

Quatrains - Live

Love, when it shows itself,
Does not know how to show itself.
It knows how to look pleasing,
But does not know how to speak.

He who wants to say what he feels
Does not know what to say.
He speaks: it sounds like lying...
He keeps quiet: it seems like forgetting...

Ah, but if she could guess,
If she could hear the look,
And if one look were enough
For her to know that she is being loved!

But the one who feels deeply, keeps quiet;
He who wants to say how much he feels
Becomes speechless and soulless,
Becomes alone, completely!