Crisântemo

He drank, drank like a winner
And then laughed, laughed like Jô's Bira
Greeted everyone like a councilman
And climbed the hill like a police car

He gave us, gave us, all the faith of a pastor
Then disappeared, disappeared, leaving only the pain
Ignored the warning, slow with the float
Flirted over the tough life

He traveled by air, danced seriously, pala
Serpent crawls, damn, poor master of ceremonies
Cigarette in the pocket, mud, Für Elise lulls
In the ground where any gang is a ditch
Go, have another drink, if that's all you have left
Have another drink, life is a party
And travel like Amyr Klink, make your nap eternal
Didn't even have time to say bye bye

And life is just a detail, life is just a detail
Life is just a detail, life is just a detail
It's everything, it's nothing, it's a game that kills, it's a trap
Life is just a detail, life is just a detail!

Suffered, descended, like a flower in the drought
And we followed, followed, gathering what was left
Some pictures, records, went to live as a favor
Just when I saw that the world is without calm

It happened, wove, as God designed
And what arose, arose a suffering heart
It was rat, animal, mold, stench, more longing
Which is feeling hungry with the soul

And at the feast crumbs, in the jury a thousand caws
Don't swear, who swears lies, forever, faith fails
Life, death, numbers, ã of black people
Here it's each one with their crown of thorns
Tell me what's your drug, TV, weed?
What's your drug, loneliness, beer?
Where do you hide, where do you rise in?
What is yours in no man's land?

And life is just a detail, life is just a detail
Life is just a detail, life is just a detail
It's everything, it's nothing, it's a game that kills, it's a trap
Life is just a detail, life is just a detail!

It was Cosme's day
Dawn
It was raining outside
Suddenly someone calls
Jacira, it's me, Luiz
I sensed
Miguel died
What else could it be?
Besides, my heart was already tight
Predicting disaster
At the terreiro party, at a certain time
The Erê went up
And who came down was his Sultan of the Forest
He called me and said
Take the boys
Go home
He said 'Prepare your heart and be strong, go!'
I got up, opened the door and the disaster was confirmed
A fight, a fall
Mr. Zé do Doce helped
Mr. Zé is the representation of the State in Jardim Fontalis
Maybe even today
News to give, money to bury
Sunday
Just me, who grew up without a father
Losing a father is already a tragedy
Losing him in childhood is to miss
Not what he lived, but what he could have lived
The burial, the return
The boy's gaze misting, thinking far away
Without understanding
And my heart tight, unable to explain
Time was fitting everything
His belongings always in the same place
The old abandoned slipper answers
He won't come back
The days are dark even with hot sun
Miguelzinho's silence silences
Deeper and deeper in our hearts
When the father dies, we lose the mother too
I already knew what that was
How can someone die on the same day they were born