In the Mood for Fado

Ballad for a Mad Man

Pleasures for my ears

. . . recently presented to me.

Lágrima

In Mood for a Fado

La Llorona

Nu

Canção do Mar

Time for a Fado

And here the lyrics in English, with thanks to dulcepontes.net

Júlia Galdéria / Lived in misery / She was the guilty one, / She had no husband / Lived alone / There in Lançada. / Lived contented / Looked at people / With the air of mockery, / And all that she had / A little bottle Of old cachaça / Júlia Galdéria, / One day died, / It was the Cinco Tavern / That suffered the most…Oh Júlia Galdéria, / Your sad story! / But I’ve not forgotten / And have drunk to your memory! / You’ll fall here / You’ll fall there / And I’ll put you on your feet, / By St. Martinho / You drank good wine / And good rum! / Rude Júlia, You’re alcoholized, This is the mystery! / You emptied the barrel, / Stretched your long legs, / Went to end up at the cemetery…

The Sea and You

I don't ask for empathy

... either you feel it, or you don't.

What a voice

Am I sad, tonight? Do I feel sentimental?
No.
How could one who'd now and then be considered (ice-)cold, heartless, selfish, feel ... Fado-esque?

Ah, don't wonder, don't ponder.
Just open your ears, listen ... and agree: What a voice.