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Let It Be Now

Time is ticking down to the B2 exam in T minus 4 days but I fancied a break from full-on learning so here’s a translation of another song by my favourite Portuguese band, Deolinda. I was really chuffed, on listening to it the other day, to realise it has an expressão idiomática in it that I recognise from the Practice Portuguese Podcast (in this episode). The phrase is “o que tem de ser tem muita força” (marked with *** below) and it means “What has to be has a lot of force”, or more colloquially “You gotta do what you gotta do”.
It also has some fun grammar in it including the contrast between “haver de” (means “to have to” but in a vague, non-specific way as in “you have to come and visit sometime” or “I really have to fix that broken clock” and “ter de” which is much more specific, signifying inevitability or obligation: “I have to do my homework” or “You have to put clothes on, sir, you can’t come to church naked”.
There are some good subjunctives to, most obviously in the title – “Seja Agora” being expression of hope – something like “let it be now”.

Nós havemos de nos ver os dois
We have to see each other
ver no que isto dá
to see what happens
ficar um pouco mais a conversar
stay a while and talk
Ter a eternidade para nós
We have eternity to ourselves
Quem sabe, jantar
Who knows, maybe have dinner…
Se quiseres pode ser hoje
If you want, it could be today.

Tem de acontecer, porque tem de ser
It has to happen because it has to be
e o que tem de ser tem muita força***
and what has to be has a lot of force
E sei que vai ser, porque tem de ser
And I know it’s going to happen because it has to be
Se é pra acontecer, pois que seja agora
And if it’s going to happen, let it be now!

Nós havemos ambos de encontrar
We both need to find
um destino qualquer
some kind of destiny
ou um banquinho bom para sentar
or a little bench to sit on
Vai ser tão bonito descobrir
It’s going to be so beautiful to discover
que no futuro só
that in future the only thing
quem decide é a vontade
that will decide is our own will

Tem de acontecer, porque tem de ser
It has to happen because it has to be
e o que tem de ser tem muita força***
and what has to be has a lot of force
E sei que vai ser, porque tem de ser
And I know it’s going to happen because it has to be
Se é pra acontecer, pois que seja agora
And if it’s going to happen, let it be now!

x2

Que seja agora
Let it happen now
Que seja agora
Let it happen now
Se é pra acontecer
If it’s going to happen
Pois que seja agora
Well, let it happen now

x4

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Hundredth iTalki Notebook: Deolinda

deolindaAcabo de comprar bilhetes para um concerto da Deolinda no Coliseu do Porto. O concerto está marcado para um sábado, dia quatro de Fevereiro e pretendemos fazer umas mini-férias de fim-de-semana antes de voltar ao trabalho, à escola e à realidade. Infelizmente penso que vai ser difícil ver todas as vistas da cidade em dois dias! Serão um presente para a minha esposa que terá feito anos na sexta anterior, mas confesso que estou a puxar a brasa para a minha sardinha porque sou eu que gosto dos Deolinda. A minha esposa não os conhece bem.

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A Música

I’m just putting a list together of Portuguese music that I can listen to on Spotify and I have been looking at lyrics/translations of songs. There are still loads of tracks on my iPod that I can’t quite follow so I have to figure out what the words are. It’s a pretty good way of learning vocabulary. As usual, I am often quite surprised at the humour hiding in what sounds like a fairly straight-faced song. Like this one for example: I had no idea what they were saying, but once I saw the words on the screen this whole world of content poured out of it and now I can enjoy it on a whole other level.

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The list is here, by the way. It has a couple of non-European accents – Os Mutantes (Brasil) and Cesaria Évora (Cabo Verde) but apart from that it’s sound.

I think I’m something of a freak for not liking DAMA since everyone asks me if I do. They must be like the Portuguese Coldplay or something – one of those bands that seem to be inexplicably popular despite their overpowering blandness. I only like one song and that has a Brazilian rapper on it so I can’t listen to that either.

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Este é o Verdadeiro Teste

I’m writing this on the way home from the DEPLE (Portuguese B1) exam at the embassy in Knightsbridge, feeling slightly frazzled. I thought I’d jot down what I can remember while I can still remember it because – let’s face it – knowing what I’m like, that won’t be long. Maybe it will be helpful to future students. There isn’t much material out there telling you what it’s like to take the test, after all.

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The embassy is an impressive building, as you would expect, with grandfather clocks and all kinds of fancy stuff in the hall and big stacks of Super Bock tucked away in side rooms. The staff are all Portuguese of course, but speak very good English to guests. I had been prepared to speak to the receptionist in Portuguese but he detected my Anglo Saxon demeanour and went straight into English mode.

I wasn’t expecting there to be many fellow students, but I was a bit startled to find I was the only one! I sat in a room, opposite a very friendly and helpful embassy official who handed me the papers and occasional glasses of water. There were textbooks and teaching materials all over the place. I believe they do lessons for expat children, so I guess that’s what those were for.

All the usual exam rules apply: read the question carefully before you start and try not to spill a glass of water on the answer sheet. I stuck to these rules… Mostly.

The first part of the exam was as expected: a series of multiple choice questions based on written texts. Easy enough. I didn’t make great use of my time, unfortunately, and had to rush a bit at the end, but that’s OK. This is by far my best subject.

Next up is a written exercise: write an email and a note based on a scenario they give you. The best technique here is to reuse as much of the question text as possible, just changing the verb endings. They’ve already constructed the sentences for you so why would you want to rewrite it from scratch. Thanks Mr Bennett, secondary school French teacher, for that advice; it got me about 20% of the word limit and then I had to start thinking, and it went reasonably well, I think. One thing to remember is that you don’t really have enough space for the 120-140 words they ask for, so keep your writing small and neat or you’ll end up like me, having to cram the last ten words into a centimetre of remaining space. I’m exaggerating… Actually, no, I’m not. There’s plenty of time though, so don’t forget to use it to go back and check your concordância.

On to part 3. This was the biggest shock for me. Up to now, I had done pretty well in all the “modelos” by allowing myself time to read the questions. Now, in the exam, the first three recordings each allowed one minute for the student to read the questions, but that’s not really enough, and the remaining 5 recordings didn’t allow any time at all. I was trying to read and listen at the same time, got hopelessly muddled and the result was a bit of a mess, I think. If you’re about to take the test, you should consider doing some speed tests, trying to cope with information rushing at you in a flood and strategies for coping with lack of time. Another tip I can give you is to do with the sound quality. The office isn’t noisy but it’s an old building and the acoustics aren’t great. Add to that the traffic noise the general quality of the recordings themselves, and a couple of people wandering in and out and you’ve got a recipe for distraction. When I do the next one, I’m going to ask if I can use headphones to shut out external sounds and see if that helps. I would suggest you consider doing the same if you are planning to take the exam. As for me, in the interval between the third and fourth sections, I went to the casa de banho and cursed the fact that embassies have bars on all the windows so I wasn’t able to escape. When I got back to the room my hands were shaking.

The final section is a ten minute conversation with the examiners. The modelos I’ve done have all had three components to the “expressão oral” but, to my intense relief, in the real thing, they had dispensed with the other two! Yippee!

I had spent the last couple of weeks working on conversation generally, and the last two days cramming intensely for the 1:1 questions, and it paid off in bucket loads. I’m sure I made mistakes but I flew through it, spoke fairly fluently, managed a couple of jokelets and a couple of expressões idiomáticas (examiners bloody love those, whatever the language might be). Best of all, I resisted my natural inclination to improvise and get myself into convoluted subclauses with no way out. I stuck to the sentences I had practised, kept it simple and it went very well indeed.

I must say, the invigilator was really helpful in the conversation. Obviously she didn’t actually help, but she made me feel very at ease and gave lots of positive feedback to let me know that, yes, I was still making sense and not burbling. That sort of thing makes a big difference, because if you lose confidence in that situation it’s quite difficult to get back on track.

All in all, I think I did pretty well,in spite of the setbacks in the third section. I don’t know how picky they are, or what the marking criteria are but I have a good feeling about it. Unfortunately, I won’t find out for sure until September.

September!!!

SEPTEMBER!?!?!

When it was all over, I thanked the invigilator and went to a fancy-schmancy café for a fancy-schmancy sandwich and some well-earned beer*.

 

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*=Peroni, not Super Bock. Yes, I was tempted but their security was too tight.

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Uma Tradução Nova

Tentei de traduzir um outro canção de Deolinda. Olhe o video debaixo (O vestido dela é impressionante, né? A voz também, mas o vestido… diacho!)

Parece muito mais difícil do que o ultimo. As palavras são bastante simples mas há algumas frases que no pude entender no inteiro. Ainda o título é um osso duro a roer. Espero que o resultado não é tão longe do verdade!

Song at the Side

Forgive me, learned men, aesthetes,
Poetic spirits, gentle souls,
For the falsity of my genius and
My words
What is the scholarship that I sing,
What is life, wonder,
What is beauty, grace,
But I just aspire to the art
Of planting potatoes.
Forgive me for every little thing,
but there is nobody here who sings fado.
If you came to hear Deolinda,
You came to the wrong place.
We are in a house next door.
We all went to a house next door to us.
I know well that there are writerly trowels,
Literary plasterers and hard-working poets
And poets who are true masons
Of letters,
And they sing in genuine art, the humble fisherman
The modest seller of fish
And so the singer should devote herself to fishing.
Forgive me for every little thing,
But there is nobody here who sings fado.
If you came to hear Deolinda,
You came to the wrong place.
We are in a house next door.
We all went to a house next door to us.
Why not do what I like.
I sing with disgust the fact that
I am here
And somewhere I know someone unsuitable
Takes my place.
No one is happy with what he has
And there is always someone coming and they
Are as good as us;
But that someone is usually not
Who they should be.
Forgive me for every little thing,
but there is nobody here who sings fado.
If you came to hear Deolinda,
You came to the wrong place.
We are in a house next door.
We all went to a house next door to us.
And it is the change I propose;
It is not a fearful step
In dark utopias,
It is as simple as changing
a radio station…
I propose that they change with you and
Put their lives right.
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Concordância

I am becoming increasingly obsessed with Deolinda. There’s just something intoxicating about understanding a song in another language. I cottoned on to one called “Concordância“, which seems to be about grammar. Intrigued, I went looking for a translation but there wasn’t one. So I sat down and I wrote one. As it turns out, it’s quite witty. She starts with “I am a pronoun, a personal pronoun” and goes on to state what she wants from this man who is trying to subsume her into a nós. She demands “complementos diretos” which are both direct objects and also have the double meaning of complements that we use in english. “Nome” also means both “noun” and “name” and of course adjectives change depending on the noun, so you can see there’s stuff going on here that probably has more resonance if you’ve been taught Portuguese grammar at a Portuguese school.

There’s a website called lyricstranslate where people can post lyrics and others can translate them so I submitted one for Concordância and you can read it here if you’re so inclined.