Paisagem da Janela (feat. Lô Borges)

When I talked about these morbid colors
When I talked about these sordid men
But I talked about this storm

From the side window of the bedroom
I see a church, a sign of glory
I see a white wall and in flight a bird
I see a fence and an old sign

Natural messenger, of natural things
When I talked about these morbid colors
When I talked about these sordid men
When I talked about this storm

You didn't listen
You don't want to believe, but this is so normal

You don't want to believe, and I was just

A marginal knight, washed in the stream
Black knight who lived mysteries
Knight and lord of house and trees
Without wanting rest or Sunday

Marginal knight bathed in the stream
I knew the towers and the cemeteries
I knew the men and their wakes
When I looked from the side window
Of the Bedroom

You don't want to believe, but this is so normal
You don't want to believe, but this is so normal
A marginal knight bathed in the stream
You don't want to believe

When I talked about these morbid colors
When I talked about these sordid men
When I talked about this storm
You didn't listen

You don't want to believe, but this is so normal
You don't want to believe, but this is so normal
A marginal knight bathed in the stream
You don't want to believe