Os putos [English translation]
Os putos [English translation]
A ragball in a puddle of water
A mischievous smile, a kick
Running in the ladder, a hoop
The shy in the eyes of a kid
A slingshot that shoots hope
A sharp, shorts-wearing sparrow
And the strenght of being a child
Against the force of a brutal cop
Chorus:
They look like free flocks of sparrows
The kids, the kids
They're like indians, the gang's captains
The kids, the kids
But when the evening falls
The revolt goes away
They sit in their father's lap
It's the tenderness that comes back
And they hear him talking about the New Man
It's this people's kids
Learning to be men
Bottle caps shining in their hand
The will that leapfrogs
A kid that says, no,
If there's a fight, I won't let it happen
A marble snatched at school
A colourless spinning-top in the pocket
A kid who begs for spare change
Because the hunger eases his pain
Chorus:
They look like free flocks of sparrows
The kids, the kids
They're like indians, the gang's captains
The kids, the kids
But when the evening falls
The revolt goes away
They sit in their father's lap
It's the tenderness that comes back
And they hear him talking about the New Man
It's this people's kids
Learning to be men
Coda:
But when the evening falls
The revolt goes away
They sit in their father's lap
It's the tenderness that comes back
And they hear him talking about the New Man
It's this people's kids
Learning to be men
- Artist:Carlos do Carmo
- Album:Fado Maestro