Vila do Sossego
Zé Ramalho
Village of Tranquility
Oh, I don't know if it was the ancients who said
In his papyri, Papillon already told me
That in torture all flesh betrays itself
And normally, commonly, fatally, fortunately
Carelessly, the nerve contracts
(Oh-oh-oh-oh) with precision
In the planes that vomited parachutes
In casemates, living houses, in case you die
And in my delirium my crickets fear
The marriage, the breakup, the sacrament, the document
As a pastime I want to see you more
(O-o-o-o) with distress, oh, oh
My treponema is neither pale nor slimy
My gametes group together in my sound
And the cherubic girls see again
A submissive commitment, commotion in the tenement
Call Father Ciço to bless me
(Oh-oh-oh-oh) with devotion
