The cart passed and that man shouted, "Ice cream"
On the twenty-first of the month our money was already gone
I thought of my mother and saw her clothes again
The most beautiful was black with flowers not yet withered

At the school exit, the boys sold their books
I stayed to watch them, looking for the courage to imitate them
Then, defeated, I returned to play with the mind its woodworms
And in the evening on the phone you asked me, "Why don't you speak?" (Mm, mm)

What year is it, what day is it?
This is the time to live with you
My hands as you see no longer tremble
And I have in my soul
At the bottom of the soul immense skies
And immense love
And then again, again love, love for you
Blue rivers and hills and prairies
Where my sweet melancholies run
The universe finds space inside me
But the courage to live that is still not there

The gardens of March dress in new colors
And young women in those months live new loves
You walked by my side and suddenly you said, "You die"
"If you help me, I'm sure I'll get out of it"
But not a word clarified my thoughts
I continued to walk, leaving you yesterday's actress (mm)

What year is it, what day is it?
This is the time to live with you
My hands as you see no longer tremble
And I have in my soul
At the bottom of the soul immense skies
And immense love
And then again, again love, love for you
Blue rivers and hills and prairies
Where my sweet melancholies run
The universe finds space inside me
But the courage to live that is still not there

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