Lá Vai Lisboa
Amália Rodrigues
There Goes Lisbon
Hearts go up, the Moon is born
And the march goes on happily
The little basalt stones from our street
Don't even feel us passing by
In the neighborhoods of this enchanted city
Everything serves joy
That makes the longing joyful
At the break of dawn
At the sound of Ave Maria
There goes Lisbon with the skirt the color of the sea
Each neighborhood is a groom who will marry her!
There goes Lisbon with her little bow and balloon
With little songs on her lips and love in her heart!
There goes Lisbon with the skirt the color of the sea
Each neighborhood is a groom who will marry her!
There goes Lisbon with her little bow and balloon
With little songs on her lips and love in her heart!
New neighborhood, old neighborhood, good people
No one stays at home!
The whole people of Lisbon are in the march
From Graça to Campo d'Ourique!
Look at the old castle, which is the crown
Of this unmatched Lisbon!
Open the way, boys
For old Lisbon will pass by!
Alfama will pass by!
