Libra

Reverend Marcelo Nova
No, no, no, I'm not joking
Shaman

Tell me with whom you dance, I will follow your steps
Tell me who you love, I will tell you who you are
Tell me how to say I love you after 2010
I have the ability to bring together loves that disappear quickly
Baby, you don't know me, come, give me the vision
Who loves me, doesn't forget me, loneliness said
In an eclipse, one day you told me that
We would rob a bank and die in a Civic
Love is blind and a Libra is sensitive
In an abusive relationship that I lived and died and cried for you
Tell me who I was, who I am, I will tell you I'm not good
Rhymes of Rimbaud, we were kings and ate leftovers, tell me
You know, baby, that I'm not that good
Tell me what you want from me
I see you there after the end
By our accounts, I owe you nothing, nothing
Balancing myself after the end
Life is a joke (Ha, ha, ha)

Both of us, no more
Goodbye, my little one
My dirty verses are no longer poems
What a shame!
From Moon, Libra
In the name of God, give me some full alternative
Two sides of the same coin, of the same poem
What a shame, what a shame!