Lisboa کے بول

Lisboa, hi Lisboa The soul of your days come by Know the heathen land of love beneath All your faith in the skies Lisboa, Lisboa From arms, to live or die People enter, falling in the quite See love so The twilight ember feel any Paint the air of evening, oh so And bind So just there’s this history left to tell you Hi Lisboa A paradise besides the sea Beauty, to the absence of painting all of your Scenery Oho, Lisboa, Lisboa