Do imaginário supremo

"Let me cry for all these little men building their bridges of sand: nothing more than children, with children on their hands. Deep into their silence, stronger than their words, runs a cold, wild river to the sea of love. When the rain starts falling on their hearts, all hitlers and bonapartes hide inside my red dress like motherless pets. They produce the tears, they invent the bombs, they spread out the fears and they come home all alone. I'm the cleaning lady of the broken hearts, I'm the Virgin Mary of the psychopaths. I'm God's only witness that they fall apart when they touch the fire of the ancient stars."

Nimarói, Letra de J.P. Simões