Obidos Photographer

Irina M.

Here an aura of love captivated the soul.
In the morning, the cosy decoration of Óbidos.
In credulity, the town clung
To mighty walls, towers, like a flower bed,
At each window and entrance.
A number of white houses, with colored edging,
Run down the stairs from top to bottom,
The plants wrap around them deftly,
Balcony, portals, shutters and cornice.
On the roofs are hungry, invisible birds.
On the bell tower, every Church, bells.
They readily welcome welcome,
Since ancient times, the usual rites,
Weddings of crowned persons.
Where, town, here, in the gift of the bride to,
Honeymoon seemed like Paradise to them.
This ritual is immutable in centuries.
Around all breathes with happiness and love,
Not just for royalty.
Tourists in a comfortable hotel,
Now live behind the walls of Kasteli.
During the day, among the shops, flow stingy row.
And, at a local bar, the taste of the chocolate.
They have everything, they don't need anything,
A sweet "gingy", warm in the evening.