Paisagem da Janela

From the side window
Of the bedroom
I see a church
A sign of glory
I see a white wall
And a bird in flight
I see a fence
An old sign

Natural messenger
Of natural things
When I spoke
Of those morbid colors
When I spoke
Of those sordid men
When I spoke
Of this storm
You didn’t listen

You don’t want to believe
But this is so normal
You don’t want to believe
I was just being

Marginal knight
Washed in the creek
Black knight
Who lived mysteries
Knight and lord
Of house and tree
Not wanting rest
Or a Sunday break

Marginal knight
Bathed in the creek
I met the towers
And the cemeteries
I met the men
And their wakes
When I looked
From the side window
Of the bedroom

You don’t want to believe
But this is so normal
You don’t want to believe
But this is so normal
A marginal knight
Bathed in the creek
You don’t want to believe