N G R 16: Challenger

TeXtil Team

Lisbon Headquarters

Prior Velho Lisbon Airport

Work

Center South and North Portugal

Mrs. Robinson

De, de, de-de, de-de, de-de, de-de, de, de-de Do, do, do-do, do-do, do-do, do De-de, de-de, de, de, de-de, de, de, de-de, de And here's to you,

Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know

Woah, woah, woah God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files We'd like to help you learn to help yourself Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know Woah, woah, woah God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes It's a little secret, just the Robinson's affair Most of all, you've got to hide it from the kids Coo-coo ca-choo, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know Woah, woah, woah God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who pray Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon Going to the candidates' debate Laugh about it, shout about it When you've got to choose Every way you look at it, you lose Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio? A nation turns its lonely eyes to you Wooh, wooh, wooh What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson? Jolting Joe has left and gone away Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

HR..... Mini

Simon

Scarborough Fair / Canticle

Are you going to Scarborough Fair: Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme. Remember me to one who lives there. She once was a true love of mine. On the side of a hill in the deep forest green. Tracing of sparrow on snow-crested brown. Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain Sleeps unaware of the clarion call. Tell her to make me a cambric shirt: Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; Without no seams nor needle work, Then she'll be a true love of mine. On the side of a hill in the sprinkling of leaves. Washes the grave with silvery tears. A soldier cleans and polishes a gun. Sleeps unaware of the clarion call. Tell her to find me an acre of land: Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; Between the salt water and the sea strands, Then she'll be a true love of mine. War bellows blazing in scarlet battalions. Generals order their soldiers to kill. And to fight for a cause they have long ago forgotten. Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather: Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; And gather it all in a bunch of heather, Then she'll be a true love of mine. Are you going to Scarborough Fair: Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme. Remember me to one who lives there. She once was a true love of mine.

TV series produced and filmed in Ireland.

Isabel

IBF.IE

Lisbon

Prior Velho - Aeroporto de Lisboa

JUKI JP 70´S 80´S 90´S

Pedro

Segunda Circular - SCP SLB Eusébio

ED Edro Pedro

Grua Crane River Cross Cruz Jesus God

Lisboa... Setubal Portalegre Evora Beja

Bridge Over Troubled Water

When you're weary Feeling small When tears are in your eyes I'll dry them all I'm on your side Oh, when times get rough And friends just can't be found Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down When you're down and out When you're on the street When evening falls so hard I will comfort you I'll take your part Oh, when darkness comes And pain is all around Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down Sail on silver girl Sail on by Your time has come to shine All your dreams are on their way See how they shine Oh, if you need a friend I'm sailing right behind Like a bridge over troubled water I will ease your mind Like a bridge over troubled water I will ease your mind