Pelo Amor De Deus

Pictures from an old party
Bones so ancient, stories long gone
In the middle of the photos, a rat is gnawing
A rat runs, catch it, for the love of God

Yesterday I read in an almanac
Adventures of shepherds and lambs
As I finished, a street voice
Said the right things, for the love of God

Refusing dessert
A plate of gold and a glass of wine
Like old Chaplin, I throw it in their face
So much poverty, for the love of God

Seaside from a window
Panoramic view of a naked partner
Body against body, skin against skin
And your body is beautiful, for the love of God