Paisagem da Janela

From the side window
Of the bedroom
I see a church
A sign of glory
I see a white wall
And a bird in flight
I see a fence
An old sign

Natural messenger
Of natural things
When I spoke
Of these morbid colors
When I spoke
Of these sordid men
When I spoke
Of this storm
You didn't listen

You don't want to believe
But that's so normal
You don't want to believe
I was just

A marginal knight
Washed in the stream
A black knight
Who lived mysteries
Knight and lord
Of house and tree
Without wanting rest
Or a Sunday

A marginal knight
Bathed in the stream
I knew the towers
And the cemeteries
I knew the men
And their wakes
I
Looked
From the side window
Of the bedroom

You don't want to believe
But that's so normal
You don't want to believe
But that's so normal
A marginal knight
Bathed in the stream
You don't want to believe