If you come ask me where I've have been
In those days when you used to dream
With wide open eyes, I would answer you:
"Friend, I was falling in despair"
I know that with me talking like this you may think
That this despair is fashionable in '76
But lately I've been feeling a little heavy-hearted
Desperately I scream in Portuguese
But I've been heavy-hearted indeed
Desperately I scream in Portuguese
I'm 25 years of dreams and blood
And of South America
By virtue of chance
An Argentinian tango
Does me much better than a blues
I know that with me talking like this you may think
That this despair is fashionable in '76
And what I really want is that this crooked corner,
Like a knife, cut through your flesh
And what I really want is that this crooked corner,
Like a knife, cut through your flesh
I'm 25 years of dreams and blood
And of South America
By virtue of chance
An Argentinian tango
Does me much better than a blues
I know that with me talking like this you may think
That this despair is fashionable in '76
And what I really want is that this bent melody,
Like a knife, cut through your flesh
And what I really want is that this bent melody,
Like a knife, cut through your flesh