Carlos do Carmo "Os putos" lyrics

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Os putos

Uma bola de pano, num charcoUm sorriso traquina, um chutoNa ladeira a correr, um arcoO céu no olhar, dum puto.

Uma fisga que atira, a esperançaUm pardal de calções, astutoE a força de ser, criançaContra a força dum chui, que é bruto.

Ref. Parecem bandos de pardais à soltaOs putos, os putosSão como índios, capitães da maltaOs putos, os putosMas quando a tarde caiVai-se a revoltaSentam-se ao colo do paiÉ a ternura que voltaE ouvem-no a falar do homem novoSão os putos deste povoA aprenderem a ser homens.

As caricas brilhando, na mãoA vontade que salta, ao eixoUm puto que diz ,que nãoSe a porrada vier, não

Um berlinde abafado ,na escolaUm pião na algibeira ,sem corUm puto que pede ,esmolaPorque a fome lhe abafa, a dor.

Ref. Parecem bandos de pardais à soltaOs putos, os putosSão como índios, capitães da maltaOs putos, os putosMas quando a tarde caiVai-se a revoltaSentam-se ao colo do paiÉ a ternura que voltaE ouvem-no a falar do homem novoSão os putos deste povoA aprenderem a ser homens.

Coda: Mas quando a tarde caiVai-se a revoltaSentam-se ao colo do paiÉ a ternura que voltaE ouvem-no a falar do homem novoSão os putos deste povoA aprenderem a ser homens.

The kids

A ragball in a puddle of waterA mischievous smile, a kickRunning in the ladder, a hoopThe shy in the eyes of a kid

A slingshot that shoots hopeA sharp, shorts-wearing sparrowAnd the strenght of being a childAgainst the force of a brutal cop

Chorus:They look like free flocks of sparrowsThe kids, the kidsThey're like indians, the gang's captainsThe kids, the kidsBut when the evening fallsThe revolt goes awayThey sit in their father's lapIt's the tenderness that comes backAnd they hear him talking about the New ManIt's this people's kidsLearning to be men

Bottle caps shining in their handThe will that leapfrogsA kid that says, no,If there's a fight, I won't let it happen

A marble snatched at schoolA colourless spinning-top in the pocketA kid who begs for spare changeBecause the hunger eases his pain

Chorus:They look like free flocks of sparrowsThe kids, the kidsThey're like indians, the gang's captainsThe kids, the kidsBut when the evening fallsThe revolt goes awayThey sit in their father's lapIt's the tenderness that comes backAnd they hear him talking about the New ManIt's this people's kidsLearning to be men

Coda:But when the evening fallsThe revolt goes awayThey sit in their father's lapIt's the tenderness that comes backAnd they hear him talking about the New ManIt's this people's kidsLearning to be men

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