Ninguém = Ninguém

There are so many paintings on the wall
There are so many ways to see the same painting
There are so many people in the streets
There are so many streets and none is the same as another
Nobody is the same as nobody
It amazes me that so many people feel
(If they feel) the same indifference

There are so many paintings on the wall
There are so many ways to see the same painting
There are words that are never said
There are many voices repeating the same phrase
Nobody is the same as nobody
It amazes me that so many people lie
(Blatantly) the same lie

All equal, all equal
But some more equal than others
All equal, all equal
But some more equal than others
All equal, all equal
But some more equal

There is little water and much thirst
A dam, an apartheid
(The dry life, the moist eyes)

Between two people
Between four walls
Everything becomes clear
Nobody remains indifferent
Nobody is the same as nobody
It scares me that right now
Everybody (so many people) has gone away

All equal, all equal
But some more equal than others
All equal, all equal
But some more equal than others
All equal, all equal
But some more equal, but some more equal, but some more equal
Than the others

What enchants me is that so many people
Feel (if they feel) or
Lie (desperately)
In the same way

All equal, all equal
But some more equal than others
All equal, all equal
But some more equal than others
All equal, all equal
All equal, all equal

So unequal, so unequal
So unequal, so unequal

All equal, all equal