Pelo Vinho e Pelo Pão

How many eyes do you have to talk to me?
How many mouths do you say looking at me
How many teeth were sad
How many were loneliness
Others were different
They weren't born for the ground

Clear by the obvious
They will be born in each hand
Livid and conscious
For wine and bread

Kisses of sweet poison
I want yes and I don't want no
By the fire of suddenness
Challenge the heart

How many teeth were sad
How many were loneliness
Others were different
They weren't born for the ground

Clear by the obvious
They will be born in each hand
Livid and conscious
For wine and bread

Kisses of sweet poison
I want yes and I don't want no
By the fire of suddenness
Challenge the heart

Clear by the obvious
They will be born in each hand
Livid and conscious
For wine and bread