At the Castle I rest my elbow
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In Alfama I rest my eyes
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And so I unravel the skein of blue and sea
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By Ribeira I lay my head
Pillow on the Tagus's bed
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With sheets hurriedly embroidered
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Lisbon, girl and young lady, girl
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Of the light my eyes see so pure
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Your breasts are the hills, varina
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Street cry that brings tenderness to my door
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City embroidered in point of light
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Towel spread out by the sea
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Lisbon beloved girl and young lady
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City woman of my life
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At Terreiro I pass by you
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But in Graça I see you naked
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When a pigeon looks at you, it smiles
You're a woman of the street
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And in the highest quarter of dreams
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I lay a fado I knew how to invent
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Brandy of life and medronho
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Lisbon, girl and young lady, girl
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Of the light my eyes see so pure
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Your breasts are the hills, varina
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Street cry that brings tenderness to my door
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City embroidered in point of light
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Towel spread out by the sea
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Lisbon beloved girl and young lady
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City woman of my life
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Lisbon lying in my love
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City undressed by my hands
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Lisbon beloved girl and young lady
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City woman of our life