- Man, let's go...
- No snow...
- There's Porto...
- Front row...
- São Bento's station...
- Birth of a nation...
- Just please tell me...
- That together we'll sail the sea...
- Lisbon was I...
- No lie...
- Sintra's palace...
- Wine's chalice...
- Mouros' castle delighted were we...
- Our solar energy...
- Portuguese do I a bit understand...
- Listening to a musical band...
- Tell me that I'm sweet..
- Let's move ourselves deep...
- Not inside any sort of spaceship...
- Remember the tiles...
- Being our files...
- Everything is inside my heart...
- Not playing a part...
- Into Clérigos' tower...
- Offered you me a flower...
- Not thinking on the hour...
- At Boavista we stood...
- Our love's mood...
- Always you me tell...
- That I'm way more than a belle...
- Like some sort of spell...
- Water from a well...
- Brought my new dress...
- Feeling myself as the best...
- Not inside any dream...
- Our reality's scene...
- Thinking about Portugal...
- Not inside our together call...
- How the weather did shine..
- Feeling us together totally fine...
- Lost am I not...
- By thy sailor's knot...
- Not only loving your smile...
- For more than a short while...
- It is how you time do move...
- Not staring at the Louvre...
- Our own peculiar groove...
- Let's again dance...
- Outside any kind of trance...
- Way more than a move...
- If only I should...
- At Santa Catarina's street call me pretty...
- Near Rua Augusta feel me sweetly...
- World without end...
- Thinking on time's spent...
- Near the river...
- Do I shiver...
- Inside your mind...
- Always kind...
- Inside your soul...
- Always bold...
- Inside your heart...
- Where I and you start...
- It is the train station...
- No inside a pagan's nation...
- Will prepare us a bit of food...
- Again (my) mood...
- Paint I a new tattoo...
- Not with colour blue...
- Your eyes do me told...
- That you hate cold...
- Into my inner infancy...
- Beholding the deepest green sea...
- Whisper I thy name...
- 3 times never in vain...
- Do know that I can...
- Be beauty inside your pen...
- Just tell me one more thing...
- Will our life be more than a simple quiet dream?
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