Os Anjos

Today is not possible, today is not possible
I don't know what else to say and not even what to think

Today is not possible, today is not possible
Human wickedness now has no name, today is not possible

Take two measures of stupidity
Add thirty-four parts of lies
Put everything in a previously greased pan
With unfulfilled promises
Then add hatred and envy
Ten full spoons of foolishness
Stir everything and mix well
And don't forget before putting in the oven
Season with essence of pig spirit
Two cups of difference
And one and a half tablets of laziness

Today is not possible, today is not possible
It's such a beautiful day outside and I want to play

But today is not possible, today is not possible
I'll fix my broken wing and rest

I wish I didn't know
About these atrocious crimes
It's every day now
And what are we going to do?
I want to fly far away
But today is not possible
I don't know what to think
And not even what to say
All that's left of love
Is the absence that remained