Pelo Vinho e Pelo Pão
Zé Ramalho
For Wine and For Bread
How many eyes do you have
To speak to me
How many mouths do you say
To look at me
How many teeth were sad
How many were loneliness
Others were different
They were not born for the ground
How many eyes do you have
To speak to me
How many mouths do you say
To look at me
How many teeth were sad
How many were loneliness
Others were different
They were not born for the ground
Clear by the evident hairs
They will be born in each hand
Livid and aware
For wine and for bread
Kisses of sweet poison
I want yes and I want no
For the fire of the sudden changes
Challenges the heart
Clear by the evident hairs
They will be born in each hand
Livid and aware
For wine and for bread
Kisses of sweet poison
I want yes and I want no
For the fire of the sudden changes
Challenges the heart
