Текст и перевод песни Rui Veloso - Guardador de margens - Live

Guardador de margens - Live

Enquanto a cidade inteira vai digerindo o seu jantar
Todas as ruas e praças se lavam com essência de luar
Enquanto as estátuas famosas bebem brandies e aveledas
E as tílias se entreolham meigamente nas alamedas

Vou guardando as margens
Velando os lírios do jardim

Enquanto a meia-noite encerra mais uma sessão
E o senso-comum ressona tranquilo e pesado no colchão
Enquanto a cidade inteira lava os dentes e faz toalete
E os taxistas recolhem as sombras que restam da noite

Vou guardando as margens
Velando os lírios do jardim

Enquanto a luz do promontório ensina a costa ao barqueiro
E arde o rum forte no zimbório, traz lucidez ao faroleiro
Vou pondo malha sobre malha com o labor d'um tapeceiro
Palavra, acorde, som, a talha e a devoção dum mestre-oleiro

Vou guardando as margens
Velando os lírios do jardim

Vou guardando as margens
Velando os lírios do jardim

Enquanto a cidade inteira vai feliz na sua faina
E o sol boceja na ladeira ao som do martelo e da plaina
Saúdo a bruma e o orvalho e a luz do dia madrugado
Guardo as cartas no baralho, meu sono é, enfim, chegado

Vou guardando as margens
Velando os lírios do jardim
Vou guardando as margens
Velando os lírios do jardim

Vou guardando as margens
Velando os lírios do jardim
Vou guardando as margens
Velando os lírios do jardim

Vou guardando as margens
Velando os lírios do jardim

Keeper of the Margins - Live

While the entire city digests its晚餐
All the streets and squares wash with the essence of moonlight
While the famous statues drink brandies and aveledas
And the lime trees gaze at each other meekly in the avenues

I guard the margins with care
Watching over the garden's lilies

While midnight ends another session
And common sense snores peacefully and heavily on the mattress
While the entire city brushes its teeth and makes its toilet
And the taxi drivers collect the shadows that remain from the night

I guard the margins with care
Watching over the garden's lilies

While the light from the promontory teaches the coastline to the boatman
And the strong rum burns in the dome, bringing lucidity to the lighthouse keeper
I lay mesh upon mesh with the labor of a tapestry maker
Word, chord, sound, the carving and devotion of a master potter

I guard the margins with care
Watching over the garden's lilies

I guard the margins with care
Watching over the garden's lilies

While the entire city goes happily about its business
And the sun yawns on the hillside to the sound of the hammer and the plane
I greet the mist and the dew and the light of the dawning day
I put away the cards in the deck, my sleep has finally arrived

I guard the margins with care
Watching over the garden's lilies
I guard the margins with care
Watching over the garden's lilies

I guard the margins with care
Watching over the garden's lilies
I guard the margins with care
Watching over the garden's lilies

I guard the margins with care
Watching over the garden's lilies