Lisboa, hi Lisboa
The soul of your days come by
Know the heathen land of love beneath
All your faith in the skies
Lisboa, Lisboa
From arms, to live or die
People enter, falling in the quite
See love so

The twilight ember feel any
Paint the air of evening, oh so
And bind
So just there’s this history left to tell you
Hi Lisboa
A paradise besides the sea
Beauty, to the absence of painting all of your
Scenery
Oho, Lisboa, Lisboa