Chão de giz [English translation]

I get down from this loneliness, spread stuff on a ground of chalk

There are a mere daydreams torturing me

Often clipped photographs in newspapers with leaves

I'll throw you on a confetti-keeping fabric

I fire cannonballs, it's useless, for there's a Grand Vizier

There are so many old violets without a hummingbirdi

I'd like to wear, who knows, a straight jacket, ou a condom

But they won't make fun out of us

Nor shall I kiss you, thus wasting my lipstick

Intro

Now, I hop in a truck, on the canvas I'm knocked out again

Foerever I was chained to your heel

My twenties of "boy, that's over, baby" , Freud explains

I won't get dirty smoking just one cigarrette

Nor shall I kiss you, thus wasting my lipstick

Concerning the confetti's fabric, my carnival is over

And this explains why sex is a popular subject

Further, I'm going away 3x

Further...

• Artist:Zé Ramalho
• Album:Zé Ramalho