Lyrics:
(spoken)'Dorme, dorme meu menino!Dorme - no mar dos sargacos;Que mais vale o mar a pinoQue as Serpentes nos meus bracos!'MÁRIO CESÀRINYAnd when all Life as you know it - FailsAll ghostlike lips taste just the - sameWhat better comfort can you findThan the Serpents in my ArmsSleep, sleep - now, my ChildIn the Sea of crystal TroubleFor better is the violent Sightthan all that you leave behindIn your Eyes - a Dark so subtileIt tells you walk, but never flyTo leave us all behindAnd when all Life as you know it - FailsAll ghostlike Lips taste just the - sameWhat better comfort can you findThan the Serpents in my ArmsDown, down - terrible ChildTo look at It, it is a SinFor better is to hold that SmileThat's all you leave behindIn your Eyes - a Mark so subtileIt tells you walk, but never flyNever fly - to leave us allTo leave us all behindAnd when all Life as you know it - failsAll ghostlike Lips taste just the......sameWhat better comfort can you findThan the Serpents in my ArmsWhat better comfort can you findthanThe SerpentsIn my Arms