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Henrique Rui Gonçalo Aurora      Henrique & Rui Simon      Aurora Maria Da Rosa           

America

"Let us be lovers, we'll marry our fortunes together I've got some real estate here in my bag" So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner pies And walked off to look for America "Kathy", I said as we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh "Michigan seems like a dream to me now" It took me four days to hitchhike from Saginaw I've gone to look for America Laughing on the bus Playing games with the faces She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy I said "Be careful, his bowtie is really a camera" "Toss me a cigarette, I think there's one in my raincoat" "We smoked the last one an hour ago" So I looked at the scenery, she read her magazine And the moon rose over an open field "Kathy, I'm lost", I said, though I knew she was sleeping I'm empty and aching and I don't know why Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike They've all come to look for America All come to look for America All come to look for America

Blue & Green

Portugal

Casa Branca 

Casa Branca nº 93

Homeward Bound

I'm sitting in the railway station Got a ticket for my destination, 

mm-mm On a tour of one-night stands My suitcase and guitar in hand And every stop is neatly planned For a poet and a one-man band Homeward-bound I wish I was homeward-bound Home where my thoughts are skipping Home where my music's playing Home where my love lies waiting silently for me Every day's an endless stream of cigarettes and magazines And each town looks the same to me The movies and the factories And every stranger's face I see Reminds me that I long to be Homeward-bound I wish I was homeward-bound Home where my thoughts are skipping Home where my music's playing Home where my love lies waiting silently for me Tonight I'll sing my songs again I'll play the game and pretend, mm-mm But all my words come back to me in shades of mediocrity Like emptiness in harmony I need someone to comfort me Homeward-bound I wish I was homeward-bound Home where my thoughts are skipping Home where my music's playing Home where my love lies waiting silently for me Silently for me

Casa Reboleira Amadora

Scarborough Fair

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

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Garagens

Terra

Avenida João Crisóstomo 9 18

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