Following on from the last post – this picture I took at the Museu do Fado contains Fazer falta, and it’s prohibited so I am drawn to translate it…. Pre-AO spelling though so ironically it’s just as illegal now as it was then 🙂
The fierce, unjust heap
Is blind or doesn't see well
Randomly leaving in the world
People who won't be missed
My parents, my grandparents
Death has taken everyone from me
I was left alone, suffering
In the world, always crying
What an outcast I am
Oh death, why don't you come for me
To stop by heart
In this sad life
That was never cheerful for me
And only has illusion
Everything is over for me
Without having anyone in the world
Weighting for the hour that sounds
Don't leave the world at random
That nobody will miss
It’s interesting isn’t it? First of all, that first word, parga, is quite unusual. It’s a heap of stored hay and grain stored away from the weather (silage?). I wonder if it had some other meaning on the 1930s. Alternatively, it might even be a typo, because praga (plague) would make a lot of sense.
I’m also interested in the slight shift in wording between the last two lines of the first verse and the last two of the last. I wonder what difference it makes. I feel like there’s a shift in emphasis there but I can’t quite put my finger on it.
Luso 