Quando Eu Morri

When I died in December
Of nineteen seventy-two
I expected to resurrect and put the pieces together

From my head
Some time later a psychiatrist said
That I should push myself
And make an effort to come back to life
And I stopped taking lysergic acid
And stayed still licking my own wound
Without knowing if it was a crime or punishment

And if there was another cord in my belly button
To break again
Because I was pulled by force
Torn from the maternal womb
And beaten so I could cry
When I died sweating cold
I saw Jimi Hendrix playing distorted clouds
I couldn't even speak
And then for a moment
The sky turned into a fragment of hell
That I had to enter
I felt so much fear, I just wanted to go to bed early

For the night to pass quickly
And not be able to cling to me
Nights of steel claws
Cut me into a thousand pieces
And the next day I had to patch myself up
And if life asks for death
Maybe it's very lucky that I'm still here
And with every kiss of desire
I numb myself and forget
Everything I still don't understand