Veloso Caetano
The Best of Caetano Veloso
Something happens in my heart
That only when I cross Ipiranga and Avenida São
João That's when I arrived here
I understood nothing
Of the harsh concrete poetry of your street corners
Of the discreet inelegance of your girls
There was still no Rita Lee for me
Your most complete translation
Some something happens in my heart
That only when you cross Ipiranga and Avenida
São João
When I looked at you face to face
I didn't see my face
I called it bad taste
What I saw in bad taste, bad taste
Is that narcissus finds ugly what is not a mirror
And the mind is terrified that it is not really old yet
Nothing that it wasn't before
When we are not mutants
And you were a difficult start
I push away what I don't know
And that comes from another happy dream of a city
Learn quickly to call reality
Because it's the inside out
The inside out.
Of the oppressed people in the queues
In the villages, favelas
From the power of the money that rise
And destroy beautiful things
From the ugly smoke that rises
Extinguishing the stars
I see your poets emerge
From fields, spaces
Your forest workshops
Your rain gods Pan Americas
Utopian Africas
From the world of samba
More possible new Kilombo de Zumbi
That the new Bahians walk around
In your drizzle That new Bahians can enjoy you
In a good way

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