Burst of bubble
Rufem soap the tambores
of toy palco are of cardboard
Somebody made a samba plot
Go to take wind crayon
Cake Sandwich isopor of esquecimento
Vou to forget who are my love
Go to think that still not vi
Nothing equal to that
I am seeing Nor I go more fondness
to look at the firmamento
Everything what
I see is inconsistente and nothing
I learn, everything contradicts
Nothing of the world, since the start.
I does not know,
I does not understand
I go to want to take poison
I go to want to dissimulate
I go to have behavior crisis
I go to smile wanting to cry music
is made of sounds and the sounds
are made of air and now that the band passed
Nothing it goes to be
Nothing goes to be
Nothing goes to be .