Maria Lisboa

She's a fishmonger, wears flip-flops,
Moves like a cat

In the basket, the caravel,
In the heart, the frigate
In the basket, the caravel,
In the heart, the frigate

Instead of crows on her shawl
Seagulls come to rest

When the wind takes her to the dance,
She dances at the dance with the sea
When the wind takes her to the dance
She dances at the dance with the sea

Her dress is made of shells
She has seaweed in her hair

And in her veins the beating
Of the engine of a trawler
And in her veins the beating
Of the engine of a trawler

She sells dreams and sea breeze,
Announces storms,
Her first name - Maria,
Her last name - Lisbon
Her first name - Maria
Her last name - Lisbon