Текст: Caetano Veloso. A Foreign Sound. (Nothing But) Flowers.

here we stand, like an Adam and an Eve,
waterfalls, the Garden of Eden.
two fools in love, so beautiful and strong,
the birds in the trees are smiling upon them.

from the age of the dinosaurs,
cars have run on gasoline
where, where have they gone?
now it's nothing, but flowers.

there was a factory,
now there are mountains and rivers.
you got it, you got it...

we caught a rattlesnake,
now we got something for dinner.
we got it, we got it...

there was a shopping mall,
now it's all covered with flowers.
you've got it, you've got it...

if this is paradise,
I wish I had a lawnmower.
you've got it, you've got it...

years ago, I was an angry young man,
I'd pretend that I was a billboard.
standing tall by the side of the road,
I fell in love with a beautiful highway.

this used to be real estate,
now it's only fields and trees.
where, where is the town?
now it's nothing, but flowers.

the highways and cars
were sacrificed for agriculture.
I thought that we'd start over,
but I guess I was wrong.

once there were parking lots,
now it's a peaceful oasis.
you got it, you got it...

this was a Pizza Hut,
now it's all covered with daisies.
you got it, you got it...

I miss the honky tonks,
Dairy Queens, and 7-Elevens
you got it, you got it...

and as things fell apart,
pobody paid much attention.
you got it, you got it...

I dream of cherry pies,
candy bars, and chocolate chip cookies.
you got it, you got it...

we used to microwave,
now we just eat nuts and berries.
you got it, you got it...

don't leave me stranded here,
I can't get used to this lifestyle.