Portugal and love In April The music and the wine Convinced me you were mine But it was just the spring Fooling me I found my April dream In Portugal
Herois do mar, nobre povo, Nacao valente, imortal Levantai hoje de novo, O esplendor de Portugal Entre as brumas da memoria, O patria sente-se a voz Dos
Oh no I could not say She could mean to be so cruel But the proof is on this postcard From a villa in Portugal From a villa in Portugal She had the
Na luz do nosso olhar Na luz do nosso olhar Um dia ha-de se ouvir O cantico final Porque afinal falta cumprir O amor a Portugal O amor a Portugal
I'm talking to the mirror again but it's not listening I'm cleaning my dirty mind like a toilet but it won't give in I'm drinking spirits in the hopes
Portugal nu paese antico Portugal porta ?ncopp?o?mare fa penza America luntana facce scure, facce nere facce ?e muort?e famme Portugal u l?e un paise
Eu tentei te amar Mas voce nao sentiu Eu tentei te encontrar Mas voce me fugiu E hoje eu vou te mandar Pra Portugal de Navio Enquanto o tempo esta passando
If you look real high you just might find Sitting in the stars, glistening, glistening Waiting for the band to come Just waiting for that man to come.
Ahhhhhh Ahhhhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhhh Ahhhhhh Ahhhhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhhh Ohhh, I remember things, not many things, Dont remember when my feet touched the ground
Ahhh Ahh ah All the needy still need and all the losers still lose all the preachers still preach but they ain't bringin no change I'm not afraid to
My legs are all buried in salt, the way as my lips move out all of my words, the way But this can't be all that we have to wait pressing pulling this
Some were reborn Some were simply shaken free Some were the colors That took to the streets They found in those later years They knew what we need It
I was born in nineteen eighty-nine All we could do No shakes or coughs or burst relief Or lists of all our things Just minutes making minds I was born
Hear that outside? Go feed the dogs they're begging barking bashing at their homes cold and wet and dirty like the earth that mashes molding muddy marching
Summer came and I lost my shoes while them purple gold linens, pressed them down in the basement and if don't you know or see them clouds Will step to
Did you ever see anyone did you ever known anyone speech trial come and lead my palms soil pressed to the knees and below because standing tall will make
Stepping steps of floating floats that float above such shining notes they know (Just where/why their feet are moving) just where we should rest policed
Heavy were the words dripping from my brain flow about and sink in little bitty bits where I know I know myself where floors were found shores were shaping
