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Mercador - 1999

from Parece que Existo by joao macdowell

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As ruas estão cheias de olhares anônimos,
de olhares atônitos, corpos cobertos em vômito,
corpos largados no chão.

As ruas estão cheias de meninas que correm,
de meninas que morrem, carros que explodem,
pedaços espalhados no chão.

Lá vem o mercador, está sempre risonho,
ele vende prazer, ele vende o teu sonho.

O vento fala, o vento faz discursos,
o vento conversa com quem é surdo e é mudo

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Streets are filled with the terror that waits
in the smell of the waste, exploding cars
pieces are spread here and far.

Streets are filled with girls who run wild
with that heroin smile, someone down in the mud
someone covered in blood.

There comes the dealer, always wearing that smile
Out to sell you your pleasure, out to tell you your dream.

My tears are falling, I’ve read the headlines
Children are starving, I see one sign of change.

The wind is talking, the wind is making speeches
The wind gives advice, to the ones who can try.

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from Parece que Existo, released November 11, 1999

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João MacDowell: "a new thinker in the genre", has a career that spans from punk to opera. Currently serves as resident composer and artistic director of the International Brazilian Opera Company - IBOC in NYC.

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