
Friday 5th June
From Quarteira to Tavira
As the sun does rise
There on the golden coast
Where the seagull flies
The road winds through
Hills of olive and pine
The scent of citrus
A fragrance mighty fine
Love you so much
xxxxx





















Friday 5th June
From Quarteira to Tavira
As the sun does rise
There on the golden coast
Where the seagull flies
The road winds through
Hills of olive and pine
The scent of citrus
A fragrance mighty fine
Love you so much
xxxxx



















