Chão de giz [English translation]

I get out of this loneliness, spread things out of a floor of chalk

There are some simple day-dreams torturing me

Photographs cut out from newspaper made of repeated pages.

I'll throw you in a cloth made to keep confetti

I'll throw you in a cloth made to keep confetti

I shoot cannonballs, it’s useless because there is a grand vizier

There are so many old violets without a hummingbird

I wanted to use maybe a straightening jacket or a condom

But they will not make fun of us, only a cigarette.

Nor will I kiss you wasting my lipstick.

introduction

Now pick up a truck, I get knocked out on the tarpaulin once again

I’ve been forever chained to your ankle

My twenty years of "boy, that's over, baby," Freud explains it

I will not get dirty by smoking just one cigarette

Nor will kiss you wasting my lipstick

As for the confetti cloth, my carnival is over

And this explains why sex is a popular subject

And furthermore, I’m leaving now 3x

And furthermore...

• Artist:Zé Ramalho
• Album:Zé Ramalho