Lisboa Menina e Moça
Carlos do Carmo
Lisbon Girl and Young Woman
In the castle, I rest an elbow
In Alfama, I rest my gaze
And thus I undo the tangle
Of blue and sea
I lean my head against the Riverside
Pillow, from the bed of the Tagus
With hastily embroidered sheets
In the cambric of a kiss
Lisbon girl and young woman, girl
Of the light that my eyes see so pure
Your breasts are the hills, fishwife
Cry that brings tenderness to my door
City embroidered with pinpoint light
Tablecloth spread by the sea
Lisbon girl and young woman, beloved
City woman of my life
In the square I pass by you
But in Graça I see you naked
When a pigeon looks at you, you smile
You are a woman of the street
And in the highest neighborhood of dreams
I place the fado that I knew how to invent
Brandy of life and arbutus berry
That makes me sing
Lisbon girl and young woman, girl
Of the light that my eyes see so pure
Your breasts are the hills, fishwife
Cry that brings tenderness to my door
City embroidered with pinpoint light
Tablecloth spread by the sea
Lisbon girl and young woman, beloved
City woman of my life
Lisbon in my love, lying down
City stripped by my hands
Lisbon girl and young woman, beloved
City woman of my life
