Alegria, Alegria

Walking against the wind
Without a handkerchief or document
In the almost December sun
I go

The sun is divided into crimes
Spaceships, guerrillas
In beautiful cardinals
I go

In the faces of presidents
In great kisses of love
In teeth, legs, flags
Bomb and Brigitte Bardot

The sun on the magazine stands
Fills me with joy and laziness
Who reads so much news
I go

Among photos and names
Eyes full of colors
Heart full of vain loves
I go
Why not, why not
Why not?

She thinks about marriage
And I never went to school again
Without a handkerchief or document
I go

I have a coke
She thinks about marriage
And a song consoles me
I go

Among photos and names
Without books and without a gun
Without hunger, without a phone
In the heart of Brazil

She doesn't even know, I even thought
About singing on TV
The sun is so beautiful
I go

Without a handkerchief, without a document
Nothing in my pocket or hands
I want to keep living
Love, I go!

Why not, why not?
Why not, why not?
Why not, why not?
Why not, why not?