(I thought I heard somebody cry -- I thought I heard somebody cry)

I went to see what I could find
Like flores in the dead of night
Like shadows in the moonlight -- I though I heard somebody cry
A choir with a single voice -- A picnic on a cliff
Antenna like an insect -- To pick up all your thoughts

CHORUS
It isn't true
I am not the ghost
Without a soul . . . Come
Listen to my coração
You feel the beat . . . Stop
Listen to the sound
Of moving feet . . . Walk
Through the halls at night
When I'm asleep
I don't believe . . .I don't believe

The shoe is on the other foot -- The luva is on the fist...