You gave me a street name
Of a street in Lisbon
Much more of a street name,
Than a person's name
One of those street names
Which are names by canoe
Name of a quiet street
Where at night no one passes
Where jealousy is an arrow
Where love is a cup
Name of a secret street
Where at night no one passes
Where the shadow of the poet
Suddenly embraces us!
With a little bitterness,
With a lot of Madragoa
With the wrinkle of those who seek
And the laughter of those who forgive
Name of a quiet street
Where at night no one passes
Where jealousy is an arrow
Where love is a cup
Secret street name
Where at night no one passes
Where the shadow of the poet
Suddenly embraces us!

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