Bagatelas [English translation]

I was saying "Show up"

When you showed up

I wasn't expecting it

Someday you kissed me and said:

"Don't you ever forget me"

Then you went away

And I couldn't help but forgetting half of our love...

Lucky you

That I didn't carry a gun with me

Those who are in love kill more people

Than guns and arrows

It leaves a wound behind

And the opened door

Won't ever close...

Nothing of these facts has reason

Nor lesson within

I enjoy the things

That turn on and off

And then turn on again, in vain...

Are we crazy?

Or are we sane?

When we want

Everything to be turned into a song

Anyway

I never complain

What's unexpected is on its way

I'll let it arrive here.

And we make story

And we happen in this life

As shown in these paintings

As shown in these bagatelles1...

Lucky you

That I didn't carry a gun with me

Are we crazy

Or are we lucid

When we want

Everything to turn into music?

1. An unimportant or insignificant thing

• Artist:Adriana Calcanhotto
• Album:A Fábrica do Poema