Negro Amor
Zé Ramalho
Black Love
Go, get out, gather everything
That you can take
Walk, everything that seems yours
It's good to grab it now
Your ugly and crazy son was left alone
Crying, like fire, in the sunlight
The alchemists are already in the hallway
And there's nothing left, black love
The road is for you
And the game is indecency
Gather everything you've got
By coincidence
And the street painter, who walks alone
Draws craziness on his sheet
Under your feet, the sky also cracked
And there's nothing left, black love
Your seasick sailors
Abandon the sea
Your disarmed warriors
Won't fight anymore
Your boyfriend is already hitting the road
Taking the blankets, and now?
Even the rug flew without you
And there's nothing left, black love
Leave the stones on the road
Forget the dead, they won't rise anymore
The beggar begs on the street
Wearing the same clothes that were yours
Strike another match, another life
Another light, another color
And there's nothing left, black love
And there's nothing left, black love
Black love
