There’s a bluebird in my heart That wants to get out But I’m too tough for him I say, Stay in there, I’m not going to let anybody see you There’s a bluebird in my heart That wants to get out But I pour whisky on him and inhale Cigarette smoke and the whores and the bartender an the grocery clerks never know that he’s in there Then I put him back And he’s singing a little in there I haven’t quite let him die And we sleep together Like that with my secret past It’s nice enough to make a man Weep, but I don’t weep Do you? There’s a bluebird in my heart That wants to get out But I’m too tough for him I say stay down, do you want to mess me up? You wanna screw up the works you wanna blow my book sales in Europe There’s a bluebird in my heart That wants to get out But I’m too clever I only Let him out at night sometimes in there, When everybody is asleep I say I know that you`re there So don’t be sad Then I put him back And he’s singing a little in there I haven’t quite let him die And we sleep together Like that with my secret past It’s nice enough to make a man Weep, but I don’t weep Do you?
Composição: Poema De Charles Bukowski Musicado Por Fernando Chuí