Lyrics from "Futuros Amantes" by Chico Buarque (1993)
(After the song in this video Chico comments on Brazilian songs about love and heartbreak, mentioning some of his favorites.)
--
Don't get flustered, nothing needs to happen right now
Love's in no hurry, it can wait in silence
Buried deep in a bureau
In the poste-restante
Millennia, millennia up in the air
And who knows maybe then Rio will be some submerged city
The deep sea divers will come to explore your home
Your room, your things, your soul, your garrets
Wise men in vain will try to decode the eco of ancient words
Fragments of letters, poems, lies, portraits
Vestiges of an unknown civilization
Don't get flustered, nothing needs to happen right now
Loves will always be lovable
Future lovers, perhaps, will love one another
Without realizing it
With the love that one day I left for you
--
Don't get flustered, nothing needs to happen right now
Love's in no hurry, it can wait in silence
Buried deep in a bureau
In the poste-restante
Millennia, millennia up in the air
And who knows maybe then Rio will be some submerged city
The deep sea divers will come to explore your home
Your room, your things, your soul, your garrets
Wise men in vain will try to decode the eco of ancient words
Fragments of letters, poems, lies, portraits
Vestiges of an unknown civilization
Don't get flustered, nothing needs to happen right now
Loves will always be lovable
Future lovers, perhaps, will love one another
Without realizing it
With the love that one day I left for you
-- Interpretation --
"Futuros
Amantes" was released on the 1993 album Paratodos. Chico's mug shot on
the album cover is from when he was arrested together with a friend in
1961, at age 17; the two were allegedly trying to take a car that wasn't
theirs for a joyride in São Paulo.
In this clip, Chico Buarque explains how he composed this song:
Chico with his wife Marieta in the 1980s. They were married for over thirty years and have three daughters together.
"I
was playing around on the guitar and started to compose the melody, and
the first thing that came to my mind was 'submerged city' - totally
isolated from everything else. As I hummed along to what I was playing,
it seemed like the song should say that, so then I had to follow that
idea and explain the submerged city -- create a story around it. Then I
came up with the divers, and this love delayed, or put on hold -- this
idea that love stays around forever, and is something someone can take
advantage of much later. It never goes to waste. Time passes, millennia
go by, and that love sticks around -- even under water -- for other
people to use it." (Hence, "Loves will always be lovable.") "It's love
that was never put to use, right, because it's love that wasn't
reciprocated. It's love that was left on its own, unpaired, just kind of
floating around
waiting for someone to grasp it and put it to good use - to carry
out its purpose."
Lyrics in Portuguese
Não se afobe, não
Que nada é pra já
O amor não tem pressa
Ele pode esperar em silêncio
Num fundo de armário
Na posta-restante
Milênios, milênios no ar
Que nada é pra já
O amor não tem pressa
Ele pode esperar em silêncio
Num fundo de armário
Na posta-restante
Milênios, milênios no ar
E quem sabe, então
O Rio será
Alguma cidade submersa
Os escafandristas virão
Explorar sua casa
Seu quarto, suas coisas
Sua alma, desvãos
O Rio será
Alguma cidade submersa
Os escafandristas virão
Explorar sua casa
Seu quarto, suas coisas
Sua alma, desvãos
Sábios em vão
Tentarão decifrar
O eco de antigas palavras
Fragmentos de cartas, poemas
Mentiras, retratos
Vestígios de estranha civilização
Tentarão decifrar
O eco de antigas palavras
Fragmentos de cartas, poemas
Mentiras, retratos
Vestígios de estranha civilização
Não se afobe, não
Que nada é pra já
Amores serão sempre amáveis
Futuros amantes, quiçá
Se amarão sem saber
Com o amor que eu um dia
Deixei pra você
Que nada é pra já
Amores serão sempre amáveis
Futuros amantes, quiçá
Se amarão sem saber
Com o amor que eu um dia
Deixei pra você
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