A Fila
Nando Reis
The Line
We buy gifts going to the fair
Wearing flip-flops but very well dressed
Crossing the street cautiously
And protected by science
Frightened in line at school
Shirtless
The breeze the rain the gust
The wind comes in from the front
Coming without any
Speed
The line
the dozen the pack a bit
a piece and a bouquet
The courtyard lends its lap to her
And he they them we are all others
And the milkman father
In love
Sees a calf in his son
While leaning
Shoulder back and legs
On the comfort of the leather sofa
Without arms
The line
The dozen the pack a bit
A piece and a bouquet
Warns
That I look for the cheapest to save
The money I need to buy
Many flowers for you
