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On the road to Pompéu an old man appeared to me
Old clothes and hat and a blind eye
He asked me what was new in this world
I said war, crime and he
The world doesn't scare me
The world only insults me
In an alley in Corumbá an Indian appeared to me
A cigarette in each hand and a single sneaker
He told me he was from a tribe going up Paraguay
But this tribe no longer exists
And the world doesn't scare me
The world just insults me
In the Sion arcade the angel appeared to me
Sad eyes and lipstick and a single chip
He asked me if I needed anything there
I said yes, an answer
But the question scares me
But the question
In a stretch between hell and heaven the two are so absorbed
Tower, bishop, Devil and God and a lonely silence
I moved forward and could hear a thread of conversation
He said in a clear voice
The world doesn't scare me
The world just insults me
I'll let you, I'll let you think that time has stopped
I'll dance air, I'm going to dance until it rains
Reasons for living, biting the heel of time so that time can run away