
I walk around the world paying attention
To colors I don’t know the name
Almodóvar colors, Frida Kalo colors, colors
I toddle in the dark, I pay close attention
To what my brother listens to
And like a second skin, a callus, a protective capsule
I want to arrive earlier
To signal the being of each thing, filter its degrees
I walk around the world amusing people, crying on the telephone
And seeing hunger hurt in hungry boys and girls
Through the bedroom window, throught the car window
Through the screen, through the window
Who’s she, whos’s she?
I see everything framed
Remote control
I walk around the world
And what are cars in a rush for?
Where are kids in a rush to?
I transit between two sides of one side
I like the opposites
I expose my mode, I show myself
Who do I sing for?
I walk around the world
And my friends, where are they?
My joy, my fag...
And my Love, where are you?
I woke up
There’s no one by my side.
(Translation from Adriana Calcanhoto's song)