Vagabundo Também Ama

(2011)
(Forage DJ)
(MC Chino) Oriente
(A Vagabond Also Loves)

You are colorful, and I am black and white
You take a run, and I take another swig
You like the middle ground, I arrive and stay in the corner
You enjoy recess, I'm killing class again
You make offerings, I steal from the saints
I don't like happy endings, you cry with them
My angel, my companion
I gift you the whole world
Even though I don't need so much
You go for temaki, salmon, and cream cheese
I go for all dishes and a handful of hash
You, with almost nothing, have enough for the crisis
I'm explosive, bad-tempered
And still, I take it easy

You are dawn, I am late afternoon
You are now, I am a little later
You are in a hurry at dawn
I am lazy, making history in the early hours

You are Paris, babe, I am Bangkok
You always happy, and I always multilock
You ceramide, anti-frizz, I almost have dreadlocks
You Grande Rio, Imperatriz, I 69, Woodstock

You Like a G6, I'm old school rock
You practical and determined, I avoid fatigue
You lying down, beach towel, Sun, I: Beach volleyball, weed, trail
You want to see my grandma, I run away from family lunch
You get irritated easily, I'm always the one who stirs things up
I have Cuba Libre, gin, you have Absolut Vanilia
You are eternal love, a memory for a lifetime
I'm a summer romance, a light, passing breeze

You are common sense, I am ill-considered impulse
You are a target in the future and I am the merits of the past
You smile all day, I'm half grumpy
You are like papier-mâché, I'm like brown paper
You are yang, I'm yin, you are the beginning, I'm the end
You are everything to me, you're short, I'm slim
I talk a lot, so do you, in the end
You ask for a massage, and I ask for affection
You admire the stars, I listen to nature
You're naturally happy, I'm in eternal sadness
I try to understand the world, and you admire beauty
You come from my love, and I go with my princess

You are dawn, I am late afternoon
You are now, I am a little later
You are in a hurry at dawn
I am lazy, making history in the early hours

You are New York, babe, I am Tijuana
You from Farm Shop, me in Havaianas flip-flops
You night hip-hop, me with electro on the beach
You are a top piece, I, a warrior, protect the lady

You complain for no reason, I want to chill
You come to my room and our time almost flies
I desire you, you desire me, you with juice, me with beer
I'm Playboy, you're Veja, I'm the cake, you're the cherry
You kiss me, I kiss you, we enter communion
I hold your hair, you look at me with desire
We keep our distance, we need each other
Secrets and mysteries, connections of our bodies

Then it's just you and me, that cliché song
From one of my Sade CDs
What time is it? Who knows
Let the clock run, every day is leisure
Soon the sun will rise, our night of pleasure

(You) want to scream, I want to hit
(You) want to kiss, I want to bite
Screw the world out there, it's me, you, and the mattress
You come with your nose in the air to eat from my hand
I make you reach the point, protagonists of our plot
On the discreet dance floor, you float like a lady
But you let go at the right moment when you lie down on my bed
At those times, I affirm: A vagabond also loves!