We live here in Poeirão
We live here in Poeirão
We live here in Poeirão
And there is a time of night every day
When a train in the my chest tells me:
The water will one day fall
From the sky
Zulzim
And it will definitely be
Wet
And here it's going to turn into a mess
And at this point I don't even want to know
Who chose to live here
All I know is that it wasn't me,
br/>It wasn't me, no, yes, sir!
The best and most complete around here
Let's be direct:
It's missing, but it's over. ..
And my dream of consumption
You have to order it first
And wait a whole year
Still praying for it to arrive
You might scratch the floor
Put my head in my hands
But every now and then I feel this train
The water will one day fall
From the sky
Azulzim
And it will definitely be
Wet
And here it will become muddy