Ao Meu Redor

Around me it's deserted
You're not around
And yet you're so close
Inside this fridge, inside the pantry and the stove
Inside the drawer, inside the garage and the basement
In all the cabinets, in the dresses, in the medicines, in a button
Inside the walls, through the rooms, through the buildings and at the gate
Even in what I can't see
Even when I don't want to
I don't want to
Inside the shirt, in the shoe, in the cigarette
In the magazine, in the pool, in the window, in the car next to
On the radio I hear the same thing
All the time, in February, in January, in December
Around me it's deserted
Everything that's around
And yet so close