Viagem a Lisboa
Roberto Leal
Trip to Lisbon
A plane is taking off
And in my heart
So much joy is blooming
I will banish this longing
For the youth
I once lived there one day
I carry hope aboard
And with a child's delight
I laugh without a care
For from the window I see
Emerging in the distance
My Lisbon
To your lovers' eyes
You are as you were
My Lisbon
Your fado still has fame
And in Alfama
You are even more Lisbon
A thousand songs have been sung to you
But they haven't said
What you are to me
Springtime of my life
You are Lisbon
My garden
Springtime of my life
You are Lisbon
My garden
On a street, short and narrow
Love watches
From a balcony
It's a bullfight Sunday
And the dawn
Rises so early
From a café, revelry is heard
And a guitar
Whispers to me
Sing, for this city
Has the will to give its affection
To your lovers' eyes
You are as you were
My Lisbon
Your fado still has fame
And in Alfama
You are even more Lisbon
A thousand songs have been sung to you
But they haven't said
What you are to me
Springtime of my life
You are Lisbon
My garden
Springtime of my life
You are Lisbon
My garden
To your lovers' eyes
You are as you were
My Lisbon
Your fado still has fame
And in Alfama
You are even more Lisbon
A thousand songs have been sung to you
But they haven't said
What you are to me
Springtime of my life
You are Lisbon
My garden
Springtime of my life
You are Lisbon
My garden
