Space jazz(bossa nova de astronauta nº35)
I can feel softly
Slowling fading forms
Of something real awfully
Full of broken thorns
Sliding in a wheel of unconciousness
Locked by unusual jealousy
Filled up with water and smoothy jazz
That’s how you I can see.
Bored with life, hell all we are
Frustated and very calm
Dressing something very bizzare
Crying something all around
Fading on a vulture of a woman
Lost in nothing as you see
Arrested by words and with no one
To tell how I can scape from here
- say something very funny
- try to do it deeper and hard
- try to talk about the weather
- try to let her very far
- try not to walk on her shoes
- but use to talk about sweet things
- buy some candies, go to a bar
- and don’t forget to smile wherever you’ve been
This love
This is Love
This love, darling
Is my love
This love
This is love
Oh no! Love, love
All I love