Saudades Lyrics

There's a word, for longing*
For someone, or something,
That can't be found, in our language.
It's a type of anguish, our words don't know.

'Cause love goes,
Like a gypsy shawl.
Like an arrow,
Love is fast, and life is slow.
Like a jet plane,

Like a single day.
It comes,
And goes away.

I loved him, I love him still,
Perhaps I never did, perhaps I always will.
But I walked away, and he turned his back,
Now all I'm counting is all I lack.

'Cause love goes,
Like a gypsy shawl.
Like an arrow,
Love is fast, and life is slow.
Like a jet plane,
Like a single day.
It comes,
And goes away.

There's a word, I've been searching for,
That in my language goes unsaid.
It's him, that I've been longing for,
Now a memory in my head.

Because love goes,
Like a gypsy shawl.
Like an arrow,
Love is fast, and life is slow.
Like a jet plane,
Like a single day.
It comes,
And goes away.