Madredeus - O Pastor (lyrics & video)

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Madredeus (Portuguese pronunciation: [maðɾɨˈðewʃ]) is a Portuguese musical ensemble. Their music combines traditional Portuguese music (many times erroneously associated with the subgenre of Fado) with influences of modern folk music. The lyrics are often melancholic and related to the sea or travelling or absence, continuing a tradition of songs dating back to Medieval times (with obvious connection to cantigas de amigo among others).

Madredeus founding members were Pedro Ayres Magalhães (classical guitar), Rodrigo Leão (keyboard synthesizer), Francisco Ribeiro (cello), Gabriel Gomes (accordion) and Teresa Salgueiro (vocals). Magalhães and Leão formed the band in 1985, Ribeiro and Gomes joined in 1986. In search of a female singer, they found Teresa Salgueiro in one of Lisbon's night clubs. Teresa agreed to join and, in 1987, Madredeus recorded their first album, Os dias da Madredeus.

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                    Madredeus - O Pastor

O Pastor
 
Ai que ninguém volta
Ao que já deixou
Ningum larga a grande roda
Ningum sabe onde que andou

Ai que ninguém lembra
Nem o que sonhou
E aquele menino canta
A cantiga do pastor

Ao largo ainda arde
A barca da fantasia
E o meu sonho acaba tarde
Deixa a alma de vigia

Ao largo ainda arde
A barca da fantasia
E o meu sonho acaba tarde
Acordar que eu não queria

Ao largo ainda arde
A barca da fantasia
E o meu sonho acaba tarde
Deixa a alma de vigia

Ao largo ainda arde
A barca da fantasia
E o meu sonho acaba tarde
Acordar que eu no queria
      The shepherd

Oh, no one comes back
To what has left
Nobody leaves the big wheel

Oh, no one remembers
What has dreamed of,
And that little boy sings
The shepherd's song

In there it still burns
The boat of fantasy
And my dream finishes late
Leaves the soul of vigilance

In there it still burns
The boat of fantasy
And my dream finishes late
To wake up, that's what I didn't want to

In there it still burns
The boat of fantasy
And my dream finishes late
Leaves the soul of vigilance

In there it still burns
The boat of fantasy
And my dream finishes late
To wake up, that's what I didn't want to


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« Last Edit: 12 Oct, 2012, 12:16:03 by spiros »
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Φαδοβουκολικόν :)

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Neo-πορτογαλισμός; :D

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