Era Domingo

It was Sunday

Era Domingo

It was Sunday, it was of the worldEra domingo, era do mundo
My perplexed gazeMeu olhar perplexo
In the razor voice; life, crumbNa voz navalha; vida, migalha
And I want more than thatE eu quero mais que isso

All beauty in the fortressToda beleza na fortaleza
Of a sky full of bluesDe um céu cheio de azuis
Beautiful music through the windowMúsica bela pela janela
Sounded like a bluesSoava feito um blues

And I so alone, so without anyoneE eu tão só, tão sem ninguém
In the dust of the crowdEm meio ao pó da multidão
In my mouth a sweet, bitter tasteNa boca um doce, amargo travo
I free, slave of passionEu livre, escravo da paixão

The day was breaking and the Three MarysRaiava o dia e as Três Marias
(Sad constellation)(Triste constelação)
At that hour, hostages of dawnÀquela hora, reféns da aurora
Like my heartComo meu coração

And I so alone, so without anyoneE eu tão só, tão sem ninguém
In the dust of the crowdEm meio ao pó da multidão
In my mouth a sweet, bitter tasteNa boca um doce, amargo travo
I free, slave of passionEu livre, escravo da paixão

And I so alone, so without anyoneE eu tão só, tão sem ninguém
In the dust of the crowdEm meio ao pó da multidão
In my mouth a sweet, bitter tasteNa boca um doce, amargo travo
I free, slave of passionEu livre, escravo da paixão

It was Sunday, it was of the worldEra domingo, era do mundo
My perplexed gazeMeu olhar perplexo
In the razor voice; life, crumbNa voz navalha; vida, migalha
And I want more than thatE eu quero mais que isso

All beauty in the fortressToda beleza na fortaleza
Of a sky full of bluesDe um céu cheio de azuis
Beautiful music through the windowMúsica bela pela janela
Sounded like a bluesSoava feito um blues

It was Sunday, it was of the worldEra domingo, era do mundo
It was Sunday, it was of the worldEra domingo, era do mundo
It was Sunday, it was of the worldEra domingo, era do mundo
It was SundayEra domingo