Musical Mondays: Chuva by Mariza

I’m kind of liking this Musical Mondays thing. And I’m liking to use it to showcase some unknown music to most of you, such as portuguese music. 😀

Today I’m showing guys a type of music that I usually don’t like one bit: FADO! Do you know what it is? Well, it’s the most typical form of portuguese music, and a genre that ONLY exists in Portugal. I usually don’t like it, and for sure I don’t like the artist that I’m featuring today, Mariza. She’s probably the best known fadista since Amália Rodrigues, and has a huge success across the world. As I said, I’m not a huge fan, but she does have a couple of songs that I really love, and one of them is this one: Chuva.

As coisas vulgares que há na vida
Não deixam saudades
Só as lembranças que doem
Ou fazem sorrir

Há gente que fica na história
da história da gente
e outras de quem nem o nome
lembramos ouvir

São emoções que dão vida
à saudade que trago
Aquelas que tive contigo
e acabei por perder

Há dias que marcam a alma
e a vida da gente
e aquele em que tu me deixaste
não posso esquecer

A chuva molhava-me o rosto
Gelado e cansado
As ruas que a cidade tinha
Já eu percorrera

Ai… meu choro de moça perdida
gritava à cidade
que o fogo do amor sob chuva
há instantes morrera

A chuva ouviu e calou
meu segredo à cidade
E eis que ela bate no vidro
Trazendo a saudade

Here is the english translation 😉 :

The ordinary things in life
don’t bring us nostalgia
Only the memories that hurt
Or make us smile do

There are people that remain in our story
in the story of our life
and others whose the name
we barely care to listen to again

There are emotions that give life
to the longing that I bring with me
Emotions that I had by your side
and I lost a little ago

There are days that leave traces in our souls
and in our lives
and the day you left me,
I can not forget

The rain wet my
cold and tired face
And all the streets in that city,
I had already passed by

Ah … my crying of lost girl
shouted to the city that
the fire of love in the rain
just now died

The rain listened to my secret
and shared it with the city
And now, rain taps on my windows
bringing the longing back

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