Sereia Louca
Capicua
Crazy Mermaid
She wanted to wear shoes, dance in high heels
Kiss a man's mouth, entangle herself in the mast
Wanted to lose the scales and tear the fins
Until human legs came out of her flesh
To be able to know the sweet, the bitter, and the sour
There everything was salty, bluish, and aquatic
Break the aquarium, leave the Atlantic for good
And begged for help from the sailors with her chant
But her chant was a scream they couldn't bear
And only Ulysses lived after hearing it
Her song was a spell lamenting like fado
That led lost ships to another side
I have a conch that tells me strange things in my ear
I have a conch that tells me strange things in my ear
I have a conch that tells me strange things in my ear
I have a conch that tells me strange things in my ear
Her voice was free like she wasn't
As she always wanted her body to be
And for singing the dream and its chimera
She was to souls like an accomplice
Strong as a kick, like a scythe
She pierced coldly the deep silence of the night
While her melody like the sea breeze
Enveloped in wonder the distance of her court
The low tide comes to wash in cold water
Her melancholy and the fear of death
It's not that the tear is from the same salty water
She screamed between the sea and the morning star
I have a sponge heart that grows with sadness
I have a sponge heart that grows with sadness
I have a sponge heart that grows with sadness
I have a sponge heart that grows with sadness
Crazy mermaid who will try to leave the sea
With the courage of someone leaving their habitat
Crazy mermaid who will scream, cry
Bellow, flail, try until she succeeds
Crazy mermaid who will miss the sea
Miss the air that's in this place
Whenever they say she's crazy
It's better to be mute than hoarse
I get naked because clothes suffocate breathing
And I scream even louder on this suspended boat
That worse than my song will be my silence
Worse than my song will be my silence
I have a conch that tells me strange things in my ear
I have a conch that tells me strange things in my ear
I have a conch that tells me strange things in my ear
I have a conch that tells me strange things in my ear
I have a sponge heart that grows with sadness
I have a sponge heart that grows with sadness
I have a sponge heart that grows with sadness
I have a sponge heart that grows with sadness
It's not that the tear is from the same salty water
She screamed between the sea and the morning star
And I scream even louder on this suspended boat
That worse than my song will be my silence
