A Ballad of My Life
A soul looking to build a home
In Me
Boca Santa
Voca Santa
Senta na minha cara
Sim vem a casa
Un’ momento em Paradiso do Eternia do Barca Fantasia
Holding back the Time
To go where you belong
And never found the Perfect State
At least not until you know where YOU are FROM
And we cannot bring back the sunshine
Never be Quite Satisfied
I live with the Girl With The Horizontal Mind
And everything is never quite enough
All the dreams of My Sister Moon…
the ways of Love as love is and Love does
To go where you belong…
I’ll Find My Way Home
“You ask me where to begin
Am I so lost in my Sin
Verbatim 1974
“What about Death…”
“ It is a long way off…”
“That’s why I love You”
“You are full of contradiction”.
“Fuderamos” You were shouting across the praca
And out of the roof of the silly little “Gondoaninho” Fiat 500 Chariota
“Fuderamos”
“Fuderamos”
` “ We Love To Fuck”
Which is would not be so bad enough. Except that your dress was a battle flag on the hood of the Blue Beast, which it would also not be so bad except that you don’t ever posess any underwear and you were to stand in your birthday suit thru the sun roof…E50 000 Escudos Fine for public indecency
Fine?
Fine!
Not enough. How about you crashing the XR3 on the Freeway on the way home after getting inked up at the Water Front with our friends silly wife. And we, daughter and I have to collect you from the out-patients. Hospital staff trying to keep you calm and you want to cause more shit than you are already in. That was where you always fell apart. Could not see that they are saving you from policia, jail, drunk, driving, revoked liscence. And so on and so forth.
You: In shit? Lets make more shit. Se na cabeza./ Putaniha!
And now where did that get us, Conchita…
We were not playing. I was your fire.
The brightest Flame to Fly
Around the Moth…Porra! Sim Fudido
You found me because you looked for me. For a fact – I never found you by chance. I was soul looking for a way to my true home.
I am in love with what I believe and I believed in you. Still do.
I have found you a few times in my life. You could change your age, your name, your hair color, your eyes… But I can always recognize you In There. I grew up with you. In you. Inspite of you…and you could never let me vanish. Dance my little Dancer – Troppo Ballerina de Jazz – I have only ever learned one dance with you in all my years.
The Dance of
Fire
And
Ice
Paso
Paso
Paso
Doble
Not one step out of
Place
Corazon
Espinata
Ta
Ta
Ta
I recall An Afternoon
at 77 Aveneida Marginale after along walk down our long dusty drive way in that oppressive mocambiquo calor de dia. We had just come from La Luna in Rua 31 Janeiro, 30 days after my birthday of Janiero 1 – when you told me that you were “in Love” with me, and not just “loving” me…
You took my breath away. All afternoon whishkey at “Coimbra”, after all the lunch and Aguardente at “Djambo”. The quick check into the Hotel Tivoli for a quick fuck. Your bright cyan dress and golden emdroidered high heels to match your golden skin… To hear this? Porra? Sim ‘sta muito fudido!!!! Caramba!
Shes In Love With Me. She loves me, yeah, yeah, yeah…
We went home and you painted a sign to hang on the gate:
Paradise
Population: 2
Marginale 69
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