Lisboa Bonita
Maria Emília
Beautiful Lisbon
Lisbon, my city
So graceful and so beautiful
I've never seen another like you
I feel your youth
You're getting cuter every time
And I like you more
Even though you're so old
You're getting younger every day
You have more color in your corners
Lisbon, my city
Here's another verse for you
Singing about your charms
Lisbon, Lisbon
Let's sing along
This March echoes
In the street as we pass by
Mouraria goes by
Bica and Madragoa
Alfama and Graça
Throughout all of Lisbon
You have a lofty Castle
That is your sentinel
Since the conquering King
You have the Cathedral, you have the Monastery
You have the grace of the alley
Always waiting for a painter
Saint Vincent blesses you
Saint Anthony cherishes you
And prays to God to help you
Watches over you, oh Lisbon
There in his little chapel
Our Lady of Health
Lisbon, Lisbon
Let's sing along
