My dear friend, forgive me, please
If I don't pay you a visit
But as now a carrier has appeared
I'll send you news on this tape
Here on earth 'tà playing football
There's a lot of samba, a lot of crying and rock'n'roll
Some days it rains, other days it's sunny
But what I want is to tell you that things here are ¡ black
A lot of tricks to deal with the situation
That we are being stubborn and foolish
And we are taking that, too, without the cachaà §a
No one can hold this rocket
My dear friend, I do not intend to provoke
Nor to stir up your longings
But it turns out that I cannot steal
Telling you the news
Here on earth they are playing football
There is a lot of samba, a lot of crying and rock'n'roll
Some days it rains, other days it is sunny
But what I want is to tell you that things are bad here
it's a pirouette to dig for a living
That we're digging just out of tantrums, just out of sarro
And we're smoking without a cigarette either
No one can hold this firebrand
My dear friend, I even wanted to call
But the The fare is no fun
I'm struggling to make you stay
Up to date with everything that's going on
They're playing football here on earth
There's a lot of samba , lots of crying and rock'n'roll
Some days it rains, other days it shines
But what I want is to tell you that things are dark here
A lot of grimaces to swallow transaction
And we're swallowing every frog on the way
And we're loving each other, too, without affection
No one holds this rocket
My dear friend, I really wanted to write to you
But the mail was skittish
If you allow me, I'll try to send it to you
Fresh news on this record
Here on earth 'tà playing football
There's a lot of samba, a lot of crying and rock'n'roll
Some days it rains, other days it's sunny
But what I want is to tell you that things here are black
Marieta sends a kiss to her family
A kiss to the family, Cecília and the children
Francis takes the opportunity to also send his regards
A all staff