Testo Lisboa

Lisboa, Lisboa
The sorrow of your days gone by
Now the hinterland of lovers should lay
Beneath all your vacant skies

Lisboa, Lisboa
From Afama’s arms to liberdade
Paper lanterns falling ambers and quiet contorsing of saudade

the ever twilight amber of youralleyways
paint the air of evening oh so well
and strolls about the riverbank
suggests there’s history left to tell
Aye Lisboa
A paradise beside the sea
There’s a beauty
To the absence of painting all your scenery

Lisboa e Lisboa Lisboa e pessoa
Lisboa tem chiado tem Afama e tem Fado
Da era de severa
D’un tempo que ja era Nas ruas de Lisboa
Eu Sou

Das tuas colinas
Milagres e sinas
Nas pracas rainhas
Flores e rimas
Eu sou

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