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Cristina Branco was born in December, 1972, in Almeirim, Ribatejo, Portugal, where she still lives. Her music is deeply rooted in tradition, yet essentially modern.
She grew up far from the fado houses of Lisbon and nothing suggested that she was predestined for the fado. Like almost all young Portuguese born after the revolution of 1974, she was interested in folk music, jazz, blues, bossa nova but not in fado. She regarded it as a genre for a different generation. Read Full BioCristina Branco was born in December, 1972, in Almeirim, Ribatejo, Portugal, where she still lives. Her music is deeply rooted in tradition, yet essentially modern.
She grew up far from the fado houses of Lisbon and nothing suggested that she was predestined for the fado. Like almost all young Portuguese born after the revolution of 1974, she was interested in folk music, jazz, blues, bossa nova but not in fado. She regarded it as a genre for a different generation. This lasted until her 18th birthday, when her grandfather gave her the album Rara e Inédita by Amália Rodrigues. Suddenly, Cristina Branco discovered all the emotions that the genre could offer in the close connections that arose among voice, poetry and music. The amateur singer - then studying communication sciences and still full of her ambition to become a journalist - began to develop her vocal technique and to take her new vocation seriously.
After that, Cristina studied the poems from which major fado lyrics are taken.
Since then, Cristina has worked on her fado repertory, accompanied by Custódio Castelo on guitar and as composer.
Halfway through the nineties, other young musicians also found a new means of expression in the fado and this contributed to a surprising renaissance. Just as they did, Cristina Branco began to make clear choices in which respect for the tradition went hand in hand with the desire for renewal.
There can be no doubt that Cristina Branco is developing her own style from a number of primary components. She employs a traditional group (voice, Portuguese guitar, guitar and bass guitar) and offers us concurrently a light, warm and experienced voice; she mixes the traditional fado with themes and folk songs that are personal favourites and seems always to choose the words of the best Portuguese, or even Dutch poets with discretion.
She grew up far from the fado houses of Lisbon and nothing suggested that she was predestined for the fado. Like almost all young Portuguese born after the revolution of 1974, she was interested in folk music, jazz, blues, bossa nova but not in fado. She regarded it as a genre for a different generation. Read Full BioCristina Branco was born in December, 1972, in Almeirim, Ribatejo, Portugal, where she still lives. Her music is deeply rooted in tradition, yet essentially modern.
She grew up far from the fado houses of Lisbon and nothing suggested that she was predestined for the fado. Like almost all young Portuguese born after the revolution of 1974, she was interested in folk music, jazz, blues, bossa nova but not in fado. She regarded it as a genre for a different generation. This lasted until her 18th birthday, when her grandfather gave her the album Rara e Inédita by Amália Rodrigues. Suddenly, Cristina Branco discovered all the emotions that the genre could offer in the close connections that arose among voice, poetry and music. The amateur singer - then studying communication sciences and still full of her ambition to become a journalist - began to develop her vocal technique and to take her new vocation seriously.
After that, Cristina studied the poems from which major fado lyrics are taken.
Since then, Cristina has worked on her fado repertory, accompanied by Custódio Castelo on guitar and as composer.
Halfway through the nineties, other young musicians also found a new means of expression in the fado and this contributed to a surprising renaissance. Just as they did, Cristina Branco began to make clear choices in which respect for the tradition went hand in hand with the desire for renewal.
There can be no doubt that Cristina Branco is developing her own style from a number of primary components. She employs a traditional group (voice, Portuguese guitar, guitar and bass guitar) and offers us concurrently a light, warm and experienced voice; she mixes the traditional fado with themes and folk songs that are personal favourites and seems always to choose the words of the best Portuguese, or even Dutch poets with discretion.
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As Certezas do Meu Mais Brilhante Amor
by Cristina Branco
As certezas do meu mais brilhante amor
Vou acender, que amanhã não há luar
E eu colherei do pirilampo um só fulgor
Que me perdoe o bom bichinho de o roubar
Assobiando as melodias mais bonitas
E das cidades descrevendo o que já vi
Homens e fósseis e seus gestos como escritas
Do bem e do mal, a paz a calma e frenesi
Se estou sozinho é num beco que me encontro
Vou porta a porta perguntando a quem me viu
Se ali morei, se eu era o mesmo e em que ponto
O meu desejo fez as malas e fugiu
Assobiando a melodia mais bonita
A da certeza do meu mais brilhante amor
Da sensação de entre as demais a favorita
Que é ver a rosa com o tempo a ganhar cor
Assobiando as melodias mais brilhantes
Como o brilhante da certeza de um amor
Como o rubi mais precioso entre os restantes
Que é o da meiguice alternando com ardor
Não negarei ficar assim nesta beleza
Assobiando as melodias mais fugazes
Não é possível nem é simples, com certeza
Mas é vontade que me dá do que me fazes
Pewniki moich najbardziej błyskotliwych uczuć
Zapaliłam światło, bo jutro nie ma światła księżyca
Zbiorę poświatę robaczka (świętojańskiego)
Który mi, dobre zwierzę, wybaczy tę kradzież
Gwizdanie najpiękniejszych melodii
i opisywane miasta, jakie już zobaczyłam
ludzi i twarze i gesty zapisane jako
dobro i zło, cisza, spokój, szał
Jeśli jestem sama, to jakbym spotkała się w ślepej uliczce
Idę od drzwi do drzwi pytając, kto mnie widział
Jeżeli tam żyłam, jeśli byłam taka sama i, w którym punkcie
Spakował moje pragnienie do walizek i uciekł
Gwizdanie melodii najpiękniejszej
Jest z pewnością moim najbłyskotliwszym uczuciem
O doznaniu, pośród innych ulubionych
Żeby wiedzieć o róży z czasem wzmacniającej kolor
Gwizdanie melodii najbardziej błyskotliwych
Jak błyskotliwa jest pewność w miłości
Jak rubin, najcenniejszy między pozostałymi
Który ja także chcę żarliwie zmieniać
Nie muszę znajdować w ten sposób piękna
Gwizdanie melodii bardziej ulotnych
Nie jest możliwe, nie jest proste, z pewnością
Lecz jest ochota, którą mi daje to, co tworzysz
Contributed by Christian M. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
by Cristina Branco
As certezas do meu mais brilhante amor
Vou acender, que amanhã não há luar
E eu colherei do pirilampo um só fulgor
Que me perdoe o bom bichinho de o roubar
Assobiando as melodias mais bonitas
E das cidades descrevendo o que já vi
Homens e fósseis e seus gestos como escritas
Do bem e do mal, a paz a calma e frenesi
Se estou sozinho é num beco que me encontro
Vou porta a porta perguntando a quem me viu
Se ali morei, se eu era o mesmo e em que ponto
O meu desejo fez as malas e fugiu
Assobiando a melodia mais bonita
A da certeza do meu mais brilhante amor
Da sensação de entre as demais a favorita
Que é ver a rosa com o tempo a ganhar cor
Assobiando as melodias mais brilhantes
Como o brilhante da certeza de um amor
Como o rubi mais precioso entre os restantes
Que é o da meiguice alternando com ardor
Não negarei ficar assim nesta beleza
Assobiando as melodias mais fugazes
Não é possível nem é simples, com certeza
Mas é vontade que me dá do que me fazes
Pewniki moich najbardziej błyskotliwych uczuć
Zapaliłam światło, bo jutro nie ma światła księżyca
Zbiorę poświatę robaczka (świętojańskiego)
Który mi, dobre zwierzę, wybaczy tę kradzież
Gwizdanie najpiękniejszych melodii
i opisywane miasta, jakie już zobaczyłam
ludzi i twarze i gesty zapisane jako
dobro i zło, cisza, spokój, szał
Jeśli jestem sama, to jakbym spotkała się w ślepej uliczce
Idę od drzwi do drzwi pytając, kto mnie widział
Jeżeli tam żyłam, jeśli byłam taka sama i, w którym punkcie
Spakował moje pragnienie do walizek i uciekł
Gwizdanie melodii najpiękniejszej
Jest z pewnością moim najbłyskotliwszym uczuciem
O doznaniu, pośród innych ulubionych
Żeby wiedzieć o róży z czasem wzmacniającej kolor
Gwizdanie melodii najbardziej błyskotliwych
Jak błyskotliwa jest pewność w miłości
Jak rubin, najcenniejszy między pozostałymi
Który ja także chcę żarliwie zmieniać
Nie muszę znajdować w ten sposób piękna
Gwizdanie melodii bardziej ulotnych
Nie jest możliwe, nie jest proste, z pewnością
Lecz jest ochota, którą mi daje to, co tworzysz
Contributed by Christian M. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
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