Eu Vim Passear
Dingo Bells
I Came to Walk
Without documents, visa or birth chart
A normal person arrived in the world
I was born like this, poor me
Feeling the bad taste of real life
I limit myself to the trivial greeting
Nice to meet you, bye
So many people honking forgot to walk
Came to the world by mistake, I came to walk
They said that life in this place
Depends on the temperature of the air
Television, sunroof to see
Beer and bed to survive
I'm not worried about the amount of salt
One day it saves and the next day it harms
What taste does what is good have?
What taste does it have is what matters to me
