Treasure Island

Aldo Kraas

(July 15 1964 / Sao Paulo Brazil)

LISBON


Lisbon
This beautiful city
My mother, my saint is you
My saint Lisbon
That saint that welcomes me
Lisbon
Your love is unspeakable
Your warmth overwhelms me
Lisbon that saint is you
Giving me luck
And offering good things to me
Lisbon
I can never part away from you
Lisbon
Give me thy roses
I will sing those fados
That speaks about my love to you
Lisbon
I always wait for the sun to rise every morning
With my arms outstretched
Lisbon
You will never know all the joy you given me
Just by seeing that sun rising in the morning
Lisbon don't you abandon me
I will never leave you, I will never forsake you
My mother, my saint Lisbon
This house is mime; this house is the house of my saint Lisbon
The windows wide open
The fresh breeze from the sea is coming in
That gentle wind is moving slowly
Fados I will never stop to sing to you
I will put my heart, my mind to it
Lisbon let my sun shine every day
The water of the sea
Moving slowly and gently
Like a child learning to walk
Lisbon
My mother, my saint
I worship you
Good night my mother, my saint
Let you
Be known to me and to the people of Lisbon
Sometimes there is someone patting me in the shoulders
And I know it couldn't be anybody else
But my mother, my saint
Lisbon
My mother my saint
I give my life
My love

Submitted: Monday, October 30, 2006
Edited: Saturday, October 30, 2010
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