Os Profissionais
Belchior
The Professionals
Where is the daring guy
Who in 1-9-6-8
Wanted to take power?
Today, king of vaseline,
Drove a fancy car to China,
Only takes aspirin
And doesn't even care anymore.
Flower power! What a conquest!
But here comes the florist
He billed and disappeared
Love, thing for amateurs
I'll follow you wherever you bloom!
Come on, former dreamers,
Back to the mother who gave birth to us!
Oh! The golden age of my youth!
Rimbaud, 'with delicacy
I lost (also!) my life!'
(If there's life in this hole
Tropical, that sucks
Being so vile, so servile!)
So? Did we win the crime?
No one oppresses us anymore
Shepherds, parents, law, and executioner?
How good to return to the family!
Living the little life in bulk!
Yuppies vanilla flavor
Once upon a time all of us!
I danced in the dust of this road...
But long live the gang
That shouted: 'Love and Peace!'
Forgive me, I lost the pace...
But if life is a picnic
Just the boutique hero is enough
Of the chic professionals.
I have a dream... My dream is over!
(Guerrilla of latin lover!)
Look at the dollar that makes sun
Esplim, sex and power,
I came from the side and you can believe:
'Too young to die
And old for rock 'n' roll!'
