Não Existe Amor Em SP (part. Milton Nascimento e Amaro Freitas)

There's no love in LA
A mystical maze
Where the graffiti screams
Can't be described
In a beautiful sentence
From such a sweet postcard
Watch out for sweetness
LA is a bouquet
Bouquets are dead flowers
In a beautiful arrangement
Beautiful arrangement, made for you

There's no love in LA
The bars are full of such empty souls
Greed vibrates, vanity excites
Give me back my life and die
Drowned in your own sea of bile
Here, no one goes to heaven

You don't need to die to see God
You don't need to suffer to know what's best for you
I find two clouds
In every rubble, on every corner
Give me a sip of life
You don't need to die to see God

There's no love in LA
A mystical maze
Where the graffiti screams
Can't be described
In a beautiful sentence
From such a sweet postcard
Watch out for sweetness
LA is a bouquet
Bouquets are dead flowers
In a beautiful arrangement
Beautiful arrangement made for you

There's no love in LA
The bars are full of such empty souls
Greed vibrates, vanity excites
Give me back my life and die
Drowned in your own sea of bile
Here, no one goes to heaven

You don't need to die to see God
You don't need to suffer to know what's best for you
I find two clouds
In every rubble, on every corner
Give me a sip of life
You don't need to die to see God