Filosofia de Calçada

My thoughts fly
Along the ground
Full of anger
Desire and attention
Like this silly poem
Crumpled in my pocket

In which bar
Do you stay laughing
About that love
That I thought was so beautiful?

My heart is clever, my dear
It won't stop beating for you
Nor for anyone

My thoughts fly
Along the ground
Full of anger
Desire and attention
Like this silly poem
Crumpled in my pocket

In which bar
Do you stay laughing
About that love
That I thought was so beautiful?

My heart is clever, my dear
It won't stop beating for you
Nor for anyone
Nor for anyone
It won't, no
It won't stop