Batalha Photographer

Eduard S.

Portugal, Portugal,
I'd like to get to know you.
My hometown now I'm leaving,
To see your the brink!
Portugal, Portugal
Far and small,
But the songs of the Fado, I understand,
How beautiful your side is.
Portugal, Portugal
Beneath you boils the ocean
And you give it to him, Portugal,
Conquerors of distant lands.
And raging abyss of water,
To flinch in captain earth,
So no one walks those paths
Where once passed Magellan.
Portugal, Portugal,
Country fairy cities,
Country-port, so you call I,
Country-fortress, country-love!
In love with the ocean Portugal,
But put the fortress of the rocks,
So that anyone who has ever left her
The way back is easily found.
A country of castles, country mosaic
Weren't you created by the Gods?
Sidewalks colored stones,
This is them on the ground of the road.
You let me, Portugal,
Get to know you a little.
My hometown now I'm leaving,
To see your the brink!

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