Sonhos Sonhos São [English translation]

Dark clouds

You bite my shoulder at the middle of the turbulence

A nervous stewardess asks for calmness

I caress your breasts and touch the excited heart

And you take you glove off for I can read your hand

And your palm has no lines

I know that's a dream

I am so bothered in a strange body

With statesmen of Latin America

They're all noticing my burning eyes

Looking at a distant direction

They guess I can see any salvation

But I can't, all I see is you on the hill

At which corner did I turned without seeing

And I ended up in Cairo, or Lima, or Calcutta

What is that language which I speak curses

And the wall is echoing

In Lisbon

People make trouble in my castle

Pale economist people ask for calmness

I take your smooth hand

Through a spiral staircase

And at the top of the tower

I show you the string

Where my soul sways in vain

In Macao, Maputo, Mecca, Bogotá

What dream is this which I can't go out from

And which I keep stumbling

And I fall and I get up in another dream

I know that's a dream

Not because I throw pearls from the balcony

And the legion of hungry people fight

Not because our jet flies

Rubbing cathedrals

But because in fact you don't want me anymore

Indeed, you have never been mine in your live

• Artist:Chico Buarque
• Album:As Cidades