Fado Menor Do Porto

The wind blows too hard for me to rest
something in my mind is going to stop
perhaps this soul thing thinks life is real
perhaps this calm thing makes my soul live
a harsh wind blows, I am afraid to think
my mystery deepens when lost in meditation
wind that passes and forgets, dust that rises and falls
alas if I could know what goes on within me

Fadista: Camané, from Carlos Saura's Fados