Santos Populares

Northeastern, sign of this my life.
Fine thing, teaches what is not to die.
Or cuts the skin and kills like a dagger.
And opens the cut as if it were salt.
And what matters is the law!

Certain body, beautiful. Colossal statue.
In it, all space serves for the festival.
Instinct tightens a bond almost natural.
I feel my own body part of this animal.
And what matters is to be!

Your gaze has me calling. For what?
I look at your dress insinuating, for me to see!

In the circular destiny of living,
Who has around here always appears to offer.
Path pointing to the square. Effect that is natural!
It flows better who calls it a “commercial princess”.
Where what matters is to have!

Certain body, beautiful. Colossal statue.
In it, all space serves for the festival.
Instinct tightens a bond almost natural.
I feel my own body part of this animal.
And what matters is to be!

Your gaze has me calling. For what?
I look at your dress insinuating, for me to see!
It's all a heart here pulsating, just believe.
It's all the vocation of buying and selling.