A Geraldo Vandré Poem

Sorry If I Don't Mention The Flowers


Walking and singing and following the song
We're all equal, whether arm in arm or not

In schools, on the streets, fields, construction sites

Walking and singing and following the song

Vem, vamos embora que esperar não é saber

Quem sabe faz a hora não espera acontecer

Through the fields the hunger of the great plantations

Through the streets we march in nervous bunches

Still making the flower the strongest verse

We believe that flowers will win against the guns

Vem, vamos embora que esperar não é saber

Quem sabe faz a hora não espera acontecer

There are soldiers (whether they're armed or not)

Who have almost all lost an arm, or a hand

In the forts where they were taught old lessons

To live for their country, & to live without reason

Vem, vamos embora que esperar não é saber
Quem sabe faz a hora não espera acontecer

In schools, on the streets, fields, construction sites

We're all soldiers, whether we are armed or not

Walking and singing and following the song

We're all equal, whether arm in arm or not

Lovers of the mind, of the flowers in the ground

The certainty of your thought, the history of your hand

Walking and singing and following the song

Of learning, & then teaching this new lesson

Vem, vamos embora que esperar não é saber

Quem sabe faz a hora não espera acontecer

(1968) 

— from the Portuguese