Eyes closed, head tilted back, the black-clad 28-year-old Portuguese diva lets her long, dark hair fall over half of her face as she fills the air with a soaring nocturnal lament.
"The bedsheets, like the waves where all of our feelings got shipwrecked," she sings in Portuguese, evoking the mix of seafaring imagery and mournfulness so deeply ingrained in fado, Lisbon’s traditional acoustic folk music.
And while the origins of fado are somewhat nebulous — it has been varyingly traced back to the Moorish invaders, Brazilian slaves and homesick Portuguese sailors — its powerful emotions are clearly universal. Like midnight itself, the music is dark, mysterious and utterly enveloping.
"I once heard a lady say — she had been crying — ‘I cannot understand the lyrics, but I can feel it inside,’ ” Ms. Moura said. “That’s the thing with fado."