For you, I would dance tango on the ceiling
I would clean the subway tracks
I would walk from Rio to Salvador
I would accept life as it is
I would travel to hell on time
I would take a cold shower in winter
For you, I would stop drinking
For you, I I would be rich in a month
I would sleep in socks to become bourgeois
I would even change my name
I would live on a hunger strike
I would like the same woman every day
For you, for you
For you, for you
For you, I could even be happy
I would paint the whole sky red
I would have more heirs than a rabbit
I would accept life as it is
I would travel within hell
I would take a cold shower in winter
For you, I would stop drinking
For you, I would be rich in a month
I would sleep in socks To become bourgeois
I would even change my name
I would live on a hunger strike
I would desire the same woman every day
For you, for you
For you, for you
For you, for you
For you, for you
Just for you
For you, for you