Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Espiral, artist - Madredeus. Album song Capricho Sentimental, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 17.12.2015
Record label: Lemon
Song language: Portuguese
A Espiral(original) |
Oiçam as águas das fontes |
Cantam saudades do mar |
Frescas as névoas nos montes |
Deixam a calma no ar |
Aspiro ao silêncio profundo |
Que vive no ser natural |
E sou testemunha de tudo |
Elevo-me numa espiral |
E voo por cima das copas |
Das árvores que estou a ver |
E deixo de contar as horas |
Do tempo que deixei de ter |
Passeio nos bosques do outono |
Há folhas caídas no chão |
Das árvores desnudas o vento |
Levou toda a sombra do verão |
Respiro abrigada do frio |
Memórias dum tempo estival |
Caminho afastando as folhas |
Cercada das cores outonais |
E voo entre as estações |
De novo numa espiral |
E deixo de contar as horas |
Do tempo nem um sinal |
Minutos na vida são horas |
Os dias são anos também |
Os anos do mundo são vidas |
Mas vidas minutos no além |
E voo no fim das estações |
De novo numa espiral |
E deixo de contar as horas |
Do tempo nem um sinal |
Minutos na vida são horas |
Os dias são anos também |
Os anos do mundo são vidas |
Mas vidas minutos no além |
E voo no fim das estações |
De novo numa espiral |
E deixo de contar as horas |
Do tempo nem um sinal |
(translation) |
Hear the waters of the fountains |
They sing longing for the sea |
Fresh the mists on the hills |
Leave calm in the air |
I aspire to deep silence |
Who lives in the natural being |
And I am a witness to everything |
I rise in a spiral |
And flight over the canopies |
Of the trees I'm seeing |
And I don't count the hours |
From the time I stopped having |
Walk in the autumn woods |
There are fallen leaves on the floor |
Of the bare trees the wind |
Took all the shadow of the summer |
Breathing sheltered from the cold |
Memories of a summer time |
Path pushing away the leaves |
Surrounded by autumnal colors |
And flight between stations |
In a spiral again |
And I don't count the hours |
From time not a sign |
Minutes in life are hours |
Days are years too |
The years of the world are lives |
But minute lives in the beyond |
And flight at end of seasons |
In a spiral again |
And I don't count the hours |
From time not a sign |
Minutes in life are hours |
Days are years too |
The years of the world are lives |
But minute lives in the beyond |
And flight at end of seasons |
In a spiral again |
And I don't count the hours |
From time not a sign |