A Little More Blue

One day i had to leave my country, calm beach and palm

tree...

That day i couldn't even cry

And i forgot that outside there would be other men

But today, but today, but today, i don't know why

I feel a little more blue than then

The day carmen miranda died

They put a photograph in the magazine

Her dead mouth with red lipstick smiled

And people cried, i was about ten

But today, but today, but today, i don't know why

I feel a little more blue than then…

One morning they came around to take to jail

I smiled at them and said – all right

But alone in that same day's nigth i cried and cried

again

But today, but today, but today, i don't know why

I feel a little more blue than then…

One night i saw a mexican film

These twin brothers tryed to kill each other

She opened her arms and got two bullets

And died sweetly without a sigh

But tonight, but tonight, but tonight, i don't know why

I feel a little more blue than then

One day i went down to the underground but

I missed the last train

And now that i'm just looking around

I feel a little more blue than then

Looking around…

I don’t know why

I feel a little more blue than then…