Faca No Coração - Xutos & Pontapés

Numa calçada cinzenta

Ao Alto do Carvalhão

A sombra espreita violenta

A ponta que fura e entra

Jorra sangue pelo chão

A mão aperta a garganta

A faca o coração

Naquela rua cinzenta

A ponta que fura e entra

Ficou um puto no chão

Ele era novo, era tão novo

Ela era velha, era tão velha

A mesma história sangrenta

Lágrimas e solidão

Será que nunca se espanta

Será que nunca embota

A ponta que tens na mão

Numa calçada violenta

Ao Alto do Carvalhão

Na noite que fica lenta

Foge a sombra cinzenta

Fica um puto no chão

Ele era novo, era tão novo

O puto que está no chão

Ela era velha, era tão velha

A faca no coração

On a gray sidewalk

At Alto do Carvalhão

The shadow lurks violently

The tip that pierces and enters

Blood spurts across the floor

The hand squeezes the throat

The knife the heart

on that gray street

The tip that pierces and enters

Got a pissed off on the floor

He was young, he was so young

She was old, she was so old

The same bloody story

Tears and loneliness

Will you never be surprised

Will it ever dull

The tip you have in your hand

On a violent sidewalk

At Alto do Carvalhão

In the night that gets slow

The gray shadow flees

There's a pissed off on the floor

He was young, he was so young

The kid who is on the floor

She was old, she was so old

The knife in the heart