Xutos & Pontapés are a Portuguese rock
band, who got together in Almada, Portugal in 1978, 4 years after the
Carnation Revolution. They started off in the local punk rock scene and
set the trend – singing rock tunes in Portuguese. After 3 d
ecades
of studio and live albums, Xutos & Pontapés continue to be
considered Portugal's top rock band influencing new generations of
Portuguese bands. (in Wikipedia)
Translation of the song
Homem do Leme (Steersman)
Alone in the night
a boat heads where it goes.
A light shines in the darkness straight ahead
overshadows the rest.
And more than a wave, more than a tide...
They tried to arrest him to impose him a faith...
But drifting at will, breaking longing,
goes who have no fear, goes the steersman...
And a desire to laugh, rises from the depths of the being.
And a willingness to go, traveling the world and leave,
life is always to lose...
On the seabed
lie the others, those who remained there.
On gray days
there they found eternal rest.
And more than a wave, more than a tide...
They tried to arrest him, impose him a faith...
But drifting at will, breaking the nostalgia,
goes whom have no fear, goes the steersman...
And a laugh, rises from the depths of the being.
And a willingness to go, traveling the world and leave,
life is always to lose...
At the bottom horizon
blowing the murmur where it goes.
At the bottom of time
flees the future, is too late ...
And a laugh from the depths of being is born.
And a willingness to go, traveling the world and leave,
life is always to lose ...
Translation of the song
Homem do Leme (Steersman)
Alone in the night
a boat heads where it goes.
A light shines in the darkness straight ahead
overshadows the rest.
And more than a wave, more than a tide...
They tried to arrest him to impose him a faith...
But drifting at will, breaking longing,
goes who have no fear, goes the steersman...
And a desire to laugh, rises from the depths of the being.
And a willingness to go, traveling the world and leave,
life is always to lose...
On the seabed
lie the others, those who remained there.
On gray days
there they found eternal rest.
And more than a wave, more than a tide...
They tried to arrest him, impose him a faith...
But drifting at will, breaking the nostalgia,
goes whom have no fear, goes the steersman...
And a laugh, rises from the depths of the being.
And a willingness to go, traveling the world and leave,
life is always to lose...
At the bottom horizon
blowing the murmur where it goes.
At the bottom of time
flees the future, is too late ...
And a laugh from the depths of being is born.
And a willingness to go, traveling the world and leave,
life is always to lose ...
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