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lisboa, lisboa, the sorrow of your days gone by, now the hinterland of lovers should lay, beneath all your vacant skies, lisboa, lisboa, from alama's arms to lisbendade, paper lanterns, falling embers, quiet cantors sing of sandade, the ever twilight amber of your alleyways, paint the air of evening oh so well, and strolls about the river bank, suggests there's history left to tell, aye lisboa, a paradise beside the sea, there's a beauty, to the absence of tainting all your scenery, lisboa, lisboa e luz boa, lisboa e pessoa, lisboa tem chiado, tem a'yama e tem fado, da era severa, d'em tempo que ja era, nas ruas de lisboa, eu vou, das tuas colinas, milagres e simas, nas pracas, rainhas, flores e rimas, eu vou, lisboa, ele, i, esse, be, o, a

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Artist: gardot, melody