Bandeira

I don't want to see you spitting hatred
I don't want to see you smoking opium, to heal the pain
I don't want to see you crying poison
I don't want to drink your small coffee
I don't want this to be whatever this is
I don't want that
I don't want this
Fish in the crocodile's mouth
Venus de Milo's arm waving goodbye

I don't want to measure the height of the fall
Nor spend August waiting for September, if I remember correctly
The best future: This dark today
The biggest desire of the mouth is the kiss
I don't want the Tagus slipping from my hands
I want the Guanabara, I want the Nile River
I want to have everything, star, flower, style
Your tongue on my nipple water and salt

I have nothing sometimes everything
I want everything more or less how much
Life life, nine minus, zero
I want to live, I want to hear, I want to see
(If it's like this, I want yes, I think I came to see you)