La Mer (The Sea)

English translation of original French:

The Sea

That one sees dancing along the clear gulfs

Has silver reflections

The Sea, changing reflections

Under the rain

The Sea

In the summer sky merges its white sheep

With such pure angels

The sea, shepherdess of azure

Infinite

See, 

Close to the ponds

These large wet reeds

See, 

These white birds

And these rusted houses

The Sea

Has rocked them along the clear gulfs

And with a song of love

The Sea has soothed my heart for life

Music and lyric by Charles Trenet

A Felicidade (Happiness)

Lyrical translation of original Portuguese lyric (partial):

Our sorrow never dies

Our joy, so soon it flies.

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Don’t you know that happiness is just a dewdrop on the petal of a rose?

Brilliant and tranquil, it shimmers and it sways

Before it falls just like a tear of love

Yes, I know the joy of the poor girl resembles

The grand illusion of carnival.

All year she keeps working from Sunday to Sunday

For just one moment of dreaming

Just to make a fantasy

A pirate or a king or flower maiden

But all the magic tumbles down on Wednesday.

Jobim / de Morães (trans, Cartwright)

Chega de Saudade (No More Blues)

English translation of original Portuguese:

Go on, my sadness, and tell her

That without her it cannot be

Tell her in a prayer

To come back to me

Because I cannot suffer anymore

Enough longing

The reality

Is that without her there's no peace

There's no beauty

There's only sadness

And the melancholy

That won't leave me

Won't leave me, won't leave.

But if she comes back,

if she comes back

What a beautiful thing

What a crazy thing

Cause there are fewer fish

swimming in the sea

Than the little kisses

I shall give her on her mouth.

Inside my arms,

The hugs,

They will be a million hugs

So tight like this,

Together like this,

Silent like this

Hugs and little kisses

And endless caresses

That is for you to stop this thing

Of living away from me

I don't want this thing anymore

Of you living without me

Let's stop this thing

Of you living without me

Music by Antonio Carlos Jobim, lyric by Vinicius de Morães

Agua de Beber (Water to Drink)

Original Portuguese lyric with edited English lyrics interpolated:

Eu quis a-mar mais ti-ve me-do
Eu quis sal-var meu co-ra-cão
Mas o a-mor sa-be um se-gre-do
O me-do po-de ma-tar o seu co-ra-ção.

A-gua de be-ber a-gua de be-ber ca-ma-rá… (2x)

I wan-ted love, but I was fear-ful
I tried to guard my wor-ried heart.
But then old love gave me an ear-ful
He laughed and told me, “it’s fear that'll kill your heart”

Agua de beber, give the flower water to drink… (2x)

Eu nun-ca fiz coi-sa tão cer- ta
En-trei pra es-co-la-do per-dão
A min-ha ca-sa vive a-ber-ta
Ab-ri to-das as por-tas do co-ra-çao.

A-gua de be-ber a-gua de be-ber ca-ma-rá…

Well, I have never felt so certain
And, yes, forgiveness I've been taught
So now I've pulled back all the curtains
Opened all of the doors that lead to my heart

Agua de beber, give the flower water to drink… (2x)

Oh love is rain, the heart, the flower
The heart needs love to stay alive
A fearful heart will lose its power
A heart that’s open to love surely will revive

A-gua de be-ber give the flower water to drink…(2x)

Music by Antonio Carlos Jobim, lyric by Vinicius de Morães. English lyric by Norman Gimbel, edited (with additional verses) by Cartwright.

Desafinado (Slightly Out of Tune)

DESAFINADO (English lyric)
If you say my sing-ing is off key, my love,
you will hurt my fee-lings, don’t you see, my love?
I wish I had an ear like yours, a voice that would be-have,
but all I have is fee-ling, and the voice god gave.

You say I'm not jazz and I'm not clas-si-cal,
and that my com-port-ment’s an-ti-mu-si-cal.
I sing this lit-tle song for you, but you don’t care.

The thing that you would see,
if you would play your part,
is e-ven though I’m out of mode,
I have a gen-tle heart.

I took your pic-ture with my trus-ty ro-lo-flex,
What developed was your vast ingratitude.

You have got no right to speak like that of all my love,
Don't forget my passion's bigger than you'll ever dream of.
You and all your music, but you still don't understand

Inside of those who may be out of step

a heart beats inside them, a heart beats in silence;
que no peito dos desafinados também bate um coração. 

Antonio Carlos Jobim
Portuguese lyr. Newton Mendonça
English lyr. Gene Lees, ed. Cartwright