Boas Novas

Poets and madmen little by little
Singers of the future
And magicians of phrases
Devilish without honey
I bring good news
Nonsense on paper
Balloons on fire
Things falling from the sky
Without more nor why

I wanted one day in the world
To be able to show you mine
Talent for madness
Looking far from the chest
I have always been perfect
To make long speeches
Long speeches
About what not to do
What am I going to do?

Ladies and gentlemen
I bring good news
I saw the face of death
And she was alive alive!
I saw the face of death
And she was alive - alive!

I will say thousands of rhymed metaphors
And I will make
From the guts a heart
From fear, my prayer
To I don't know what God H
At the time of departure
At the time of departure
With shots of let's go to life
So, let's go to life

Ladies and gentlemen
I bring good news
I saw the face of death
And she was alive
I saw the face of death
And she was alive alive!