There's a black man
With his eyes hurt
Who lives in a blue suit
Inside my chest
A patched suit
An endless strength
Laughing however I want
He's an angel
I know that memory is an extreme force
And that the universe inside me
Is the result
Of how I saw him
She1 makes me feel the way I felt again
I go back to or improve the subjects with whom I lived
But he is different
He is the newest plan of every year
That I have been living up to now
It's no longer cyclical, it's clear
That there's a strength more powerful than us
And that we can't resist to
There's a black man
With his eyes hurt
Who lives in a blue suit
Inside my chest
A patched suit
An endless strength
Laughing however I want
He's an angel
Angel...
He's an angel...
An angel...
There's a black man
With his eyes hurt
Who lives in a blue suit
Inside my chest
A patched suit
An endless strength
Laughing however I want
He's an angel
1. Referring to the memory - which is a feminine noun in Portuguese