O Futebol

To bulge that net
As I dreamed
Only
If I were the King
To give the same effect
As the player
Which
Composer
To apply an exact trick
Which painter
To succeed in which art gallery, girl
More fundamental painting
Than a shot on goal
With precision
Of arrow and dry leaf

To screw some John
On the side
No
When it's fatal
To signal the feint finally
When it's not
Yes
On the wrong foot
To advance in the vague geometry
The corridor
On the parallel of the impossible, my girl
In the diagonal feeling
Of the goal-man
Ripping the ground
And sewing the line

Parable of the common man
Brushing the sky
One
Mister hat
For the delight of the stands
In the coliseum
But
What king am I
To cancel the natural gamesmanship
Of the singer
Paralyzing this lame song, girl
To capture the visual
Of a shot on goal
And the emotion
Of the idea when it sways

(For Mané for Didi for Mané Mané for Didi for Mané for
Didi for
Pagão for Pelé and Canhoteiro)