- Into the cave and back...
- There's that movie's soundtrack...
- Wings of Desire by Wim...
- Not Caligari's scream...
- Again into you and me...
- Counting from 7 till 3...
- Fritz Lang does us tell:
"Oh well, it's a kind of spell"
- Dietrich and Garbo do forget...
- About a cat as a pet...
- From Viriathus land...
- Body that does bend...
- Galba couldn't understand...
- Where Lusitanian Army did end...
- Today do I know...
- Not inside any show...
- That in Portugal at North...
- Devil did hid his fork...
- Tell me again...
- Photography not being lame...
- Lost with you in between...
- Not inside a game...
- But at a luxurious dream...
- Just ask me...
- If being born in Porto is solar energy...
- Don't know what to you tell...
- Thinking again to myself:
"Water from a well"
- Stare at my bookshelf...
- Book spines are in blank...
- No rank...
- Walking towards the church a bit...
- Notice that you tell me that I'm sweet...
- Throughout my mind...
- Definitely us being kind...
- Ask you this:
"Can you please tell me how to nurture a soul that's Portuguese?"
- No answer from thee...
- Us both stare at the sea...
- Motion pictures are spreading into my mind again...
- Heart's eating my brain...
- Tell you this:
"Moorish lands aren't a bliss"
"Give me a kiss"
- Poking inside my room...
- Never too soon...
- Cat tells me about Sun and Moon...
- Gaze I at him...
- Morpheus is giving me a dream...
- Some plot's scene...
- Merging your style with mine...
- World seems real fine...
- Search I for your sunglasses...
- Forgetting classes...
- Do notice your voice...
- My choice...
- Saying this to my ear from left to right:
"Let's touch together the sky tonight"
"There's more than a major insight"
"Not staring at the light"
"Sharing with you the night"
- Deep inside my heart...
- Notice I your hand playing a part...
- Again the photograph...
- No anagraph...
- Being the two of us Portuguese...
- Don't whisper to the world the word "please"...
- Hold I your hand left...
- Together we cast...
- Not in the past...
- About the beginning of the last...
- Put a bit of baton on my lips...
- Move with you my hips...
- With you down on Fascination Street...
- Going deep...
- Feeling world history...
- As solar anatomy...
- Stare I at you...
- Definitely something new...
- Telling you about Machu Picchu...
- Some ruins at Peru...
- Fire has no glam there...
- Send I a kiss to our atmosphere...
- Lurking at Santa Catarina's street corner...
- Don't care to notice or to wonder...
- About what's being under...
- There's that Lynch movie in my brain...
- Where Shambhala has a state's name...
- Thy gaze inside my eyes...
- Night without lies...
- Through Boavista's roundabout statue's vision and sound...
- Napoleon and his eagles smashed were...
- Us at movie "Lost & Found"...
- There's Porto's atmosphere..
- Showing us the way...
- Lion did stand...
- Wherever is our day...
- Moving feet and not hand...
- Night that static is today...
- At our bar, there's our written say...
- Saying that I'm the prettiest one...
- Nurturing also thy charm...
- Coincidence or not...
- Time hasn't forgot...
- About thy sailor's knot...
- Wanna feel us again...
- That at Aliados we're more than a child's game...
- Sky is lurking at us together...
- Not at some cabin fever...
- There's that melody...
- Julee Cruise's harmony...
- When I become you and you me...
- Knowing myself that my dress...
- Plays with us chess...
- Do know...
- That when I wear your T-shirt...
- Not Where The Wild Things Grow...
- Feel myself like giving birth...
- Back into our land...
- Where there's our time to be spent...
- Press play must I...
- No lie...
- Don't tell that I'm shy...
- I do try...
- Being thy muse Belle...
- Even when I to you whisper this:
"Oh, well"
"Feed Me (again) With Your Kiss"
"Wanna feel with thee the morning bliss"
"Not being thy Bloody Valentine"
"At our united prime"
"Being way more than your miss"
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