Lisboa cheira aos cafés do Rossio
E o fado cheira sempre a solidão
Cheira a castanha assada se está frio
Cheira a fruta madura quando é verão.
Nos lábios tem o cheiro de um sorriso.
Manjerico tem o cheiro de cantigas
E os rapazes perdem o juizo
Quando lhes dá o cheiro a raparigas.
Lisboa gaiata, de chinela no pé
Lisboa gaiata, de chinela no pé
Lisboa travessa, que linda que ela é,
Lisboa ladina, que bailas a cantar,
Sereia pequenina que Deus guarda ao pé do mar
17 comentários:
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E lembra...
Deus fixo Lisboa, e com os cascallo rematou o resto do mondo.
Saúdos de Compostela!
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