Lines, angles, geometrical forms of the tiled pedestrian walk way leads our eyes from the roof onto the empty street of Lisbon, Portugal.
Besides one car we can't make out any movement on this early morning. Even the bus has stopped. Time seems to stand still and the city of Lisbon left alone. Lisbon is resting.The night was full of Fado music and passion and the people flocked the streets and bars.
And in the morning hours the fading melodies embrace the city like morning dew.
Soon the streets will be full again with people, trolly cars, movement and voices.
When can we find cities like this? Is it an early Sunday morning?