Super-Heróis

Today is Monday and we declare a holiday
I called Dom Paulo Coelho and we went out side by side
There on the corner of Augusta when it crosses with Ouvidor
It's not that I saw Sílvio Santos
It's not that I saw Sílvio Santos
Smiling that frank and pure laugh
For a horror movie

How can I read
If I can't focus my attention
If what worries me is in the bathroom or at work
It's the selection
(See if there is Kung Fu at the other station)

Already on the other corner
I gave three cheers to King Faisal
People got confused thinking it was carnival
So I said to Dom Paulete: I know that one over there
It's not possible, Dom Raulzito
It's not possible, Dom Raulzito
Who in Brazil doesn't recognize the great trump card of chess?

I went off on a tangent disguising a possible stupidity
I ran to a corner to figure out what was going on quietly
(Guess who it was? Mequinho!)

Everyone in New York is happy
I saw Marlon dancing the last tango in Paris
I ordered a beer and convinced the bartender
Not paying for the helmet
He accepted because I'm a star!

And from a penthouse in Leblon
Quelé waves giving that
While the people below scream
It's the King! Quelé falls out of the window
It's when, at 120, Fittipaldi passes and who he runs over
(My God! Mequinho on the floor and three more candles)

Let's cheer for the great heroes
Let's go, brave cowboys
Onward! Onward! Superheroes
Ai-oh Silver!
Shazam
Kansas City, here I come