Bambi is in jail

[1997] Galeria Pedro Oliveira, Porto



For many years

truth was concealed

in every news, now is revealed

From the smallest worm

to the biggest whale

now everyone knows Bambi is in jail


Oh, how I miss that Autumun breeze

to wipe my face

and clean my lungs

before they freeze


Oh, how I miss its gentle sighs

its gracious walk

its softest fur

its tender eyes


Lord, Bambi is in jail


Now I just hear a symphony

not the whispering sound of a growing tree

that forgotten melody

then we dreamed and now we see




music: João Taborda and António Olaio, lyrics; António Olaio