Ritual [English translation]

Why dream

Life is so unknown and magical

It sometimes sleeps by your side

Silent

Silent

Why look for paradise

If even the poet closes his book

He feels the scent of a flower in the garbage

And gossips

Gossips

So many stories about a great love that was lost

Lost places, chasms

You make a sacrifice, slay a thousand virgins

One by one, through thousands of days

For the same God that teaches on credit

The wisest and the dumbest

That when it comes to practice, love always comes backwards

That when it comes to practice, love always comes backwards

Why look for paradise

If even the poet closes his book

He feels the scent of a flower in the garbage

And gossips

Gossips

So many stories about a great love that was lost

Lost places, chasms

You make a sacrifice, slay a thousand virgins

One by one, through thousands of days

For the same God that teaches on credit

The wisest and the dumbest

That when it comes to practice, love always comes backwards

That when it comes to practice, love always comes backwards

Ah, why cry

Life is beautiful and sad, naked

So careless and precise

That one day it ends

It ends

• Artist:Cazuza
• Album:Só Se For a Dois