Os Barcos
Legião Urbana
The Boats
You say it's all over
You don't want my desire anymore
We are measuring unequal forces
Anyone can see
That only ended for you
It's just words: Text, essay and scene
With each act I stage the difference
What is love is your portrait
The piece he plays
A senseless improvisation
I know this longing by heart
I know the way of the boats
And for a long time I have been oblivious to who understands me
Receive the exact and so small remainder
It's pain, if there is: I tried, but I don't try anymore
And by transforming what is vanity into pain
And when having love, if this is just pride
I make freedom out of lies
And from any backyard I make a city
And I insist that what is rubbish is virtue
Wasteland is my land and my boast
I see you falling in love again
I miss you
You with someone else
And you say it's all over
But anyone can see
It's just over for you
