Absinthe slew my abstinence
And my appetites they followed
Once you've used your forbidden teeth
All bitterness seems hollow
Chew it up to spit it out
Just like there's no tomorrow
Beauty's taken a beating round hear
Ever since the death of Fado
From this shore I seek good tides
I can see all the way to Jersey
I'm at the edge of the things I find
But my solitude is not worried
You could be my invisible star
Our mysterious lady of the sorrows
But I will not build a shrine to you
Of all the dust I've swallowed
The silver's all been emptied out
From the vaults of old Chiado
Beauty's taken a beating round here
Since the long, slow death of Fado
On the street that night, I heard her sing
Her arms wrapped round her boombox
Stood with sunglasses and black hair
Two men her sentries, silent
Her song was of a river town
And the blind fadista's honor
Beauty's taken a backseat to pain
Ever since the death of Fado
But I trust you will choose beauty again
Just like there's no tomorrow