My life was an illuminated stage
I lived dressed in gold
A clown of lost illusions
Full of false bells of joy
I walked around singing my fantasy
Among feverish applause from hearts in
My shed there on Morro do Salgueiro
It had the joyful singing of a nursery
You were the sound that went out
And today, when the sun sets, the light
Fires my shed, I miss it
The turtledove woman who flew
Our common clothes hanging
On the rope, like waving flags
They seemed like a strange festival
Festival of our colorful rags
Showing that we are poorly dressed on the hills
It's always a holiday national
The door of the shack was without a latch
But the moon, piercing our zinc
Scattered our floor with stars
You stepped on the stars absent-mindedly
br/>Without knowing that the happiness of this life
is the cabrocha, the moonlight and the guitar
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- Mutantes
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- Miscellaneous
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- Mutantes Live - Barbican Theatre, London, 2006
- Os Mutantes
- Musikexpress 45: Luaka Bop
- De volta ao planeta dos Mutantes
- 2009-09-05: Bumbershoot: Seattle Center, Seattle, WA, USA
- 2009-10-03: Le National, Montréal, QC, Canada
- Luaka Bop: Zero Accidents on the Job
- Everything is Possible! The Best of Os Mutantes
- Jardim elétrico
- Tecnicolor
- Everything Is Possible!
- Mutantes Live - Barbican Theater, London 2006
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- Mutantes (Ao Vivo) - Barbican Theatre, Londres, 2006