Pelo Amor de Deus

Photos from an old party
Bones so ancient, facts so past
In the middle of the photos a rat is gnawing
A rat runs, catches, for God's sake

Yesterday I read in an almanac
Adventures of shepherds and lambs
As I finished, a street voice
Said certain things, for God's sake

Refusing dessert
A golden plate and a glass of wine
Like old Chaplin I throw in the face
So many poor things, for God's sake

Seaside from a window
Naked companion in the panorama
Body against body, skin against skin
And her body is beautiful, for God's sake