Room 4 - Porto Color

Don’t hold me by the leg

Day, oh day — day by the day

Why can’t you say

Good luck

And have a good way

How do you feel?

Like a train, like a good-good plane?

Have you ever seen

The difference between

Your heart and your hand?

I will never leave this land

I love you

And I know that you too

But it’s hard to remember

It is true

I’m getting a fever

You are almost blind

I’ll cry you a river

When you will stay behind

The shore

I’ll shake my hand

Your hat is looking to the north

I’ll never leave this land

I’ll try to grow the rose

Do you have a room for me?

Do you have your own room?

Do you see the tree?

Do you see the moon?