Va Como Va

This is ending, he told me with a voice full of sorrow
As he walked through the door
His eyes like glass, tears on the brink
And a dead look in his eyes
What's wrong with you, singer-songwriter, I asked
And handing me the newspaper he said: Read
And I read and cried

A headline attacked saying that old Lisbon was burning
And the Catalan heteronym shot
They've burned Pessoa
And that's how it goes, just how it goes
That's how it goes

What nonsense you're talking, I said, looking in the mirror
He continued with the subject
I'm no longer two, nor am I me, nor is anyone
And Europe can't resist the burning
And looking at him through the magnifying glasses I begged
I'm not transgalactic, explain yourself
I looked at him, he looked at me
This is ending, it's ending, and there's nothing more to do but accept

Dignified ruin
Lisbon burns, Venice sinks and falls
The Sistine Chapel
And that's how it goes, it goes as it goes
There's no more pattern, no more law, no more God, no more king
Than the damn money
He said, furiously, my friend hitting the bullseye
With a precise shot

Don't take me for an idiot, but
I just don't understand your speech, I confessed
And he spoke, I listened
Art, poetry, beauty, what strange words!
Could they be a spell?
Today any pig is capable of burning Eden
To collect an insurance
And that's just how it goes