Thursday’s Child: Lisbon Antigua (In Old Lisbon) - Eartha Kitt

I gave my heart to you in old Lisbon that night,

Under the spell of your charms,

I felt your arms hold me so tight;

`Twas heaven to find such bliss in each kiss;

I lost my heart but I found one so true,

In old Lisbon with you.

It happened one night in Portugal

Lisbon was gay in the moonlight,

The stars were shining above

When I found you, my love;

What is this strangeness, this splendor,

All this myst’ry that makes me surrender?