I see the girl running
With no shoes on her feet
Jumping shade to shadow
In this deafening heat
And I hear the trains coming
And the drunk man singing on the street
And the fan on the ceiling
Reeling
Me in to sleep
And I dream silent movies
Black and white memories I suppose
They’re the same old stories
But wearing in different clothes
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la
So where’s the girl running
With no shoes on her feet
Cos there’s no shade nor shadow
In this deafening heat
Eu vejo a menina correndo
Sem sapatos nos pés
Saltando sombra em sombra
Com este calor ensurdecedor
E eu ouço os trens chegando
E o bêbado cantando na rua
E o ventilador no teto
Cambaleando
Me para dormir
E eu sonho com filmes mudos
Memórias pretas e brancas eu suponho
São as mesmas histórias
Mas, vestidas com roupas diferentes
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la
Então, onde está a menina correndo
Sem sapatos nos pés
Porque não há sombra nem sombra
Com este calor ensurdecedor
