Lisboa Antiga [English translation]

Oh Lisbon, old city,

Full of enchantment and beauty!

Always smiling, so well shaped

And in dressing always airy.

The white veil of longing

Covers your face, oh wonderful princess!

Take a look, oh gentlemen, at this Lisbon of other ages,

Of the five réis, of the bull races and of the royal bullfights!

Of the parties, of the centuries-old processions,

Of the popular grocers' morning shouts that will not be back

again!

Lisbon of gold and silver,

I can't see a prettier one

Eternally singing

And dancing for being joyful

Your countenance is portrayed

On the crystal blue of the Tejo.