A meal for two   
A real   
Not at a discount   
With fries and beef   
It's taken between friends   
To a saxophone tune   
In a good restaurant   
Between the ice cream man   
And the smile of the farmer   
Without the horses' hooves   
Don't bang too much on the pavement   
So that we can understand each other a little   
To tell us   
What life has been    
And that the paths taken   
For ages   
At the saloon door   
When the desert wind blew   
Rolling his balls of dry thorns   
What amused the children                         
From hypothetical encounters   
By the law of a better elsewhere   
Along the waves of the old ocean    
Magic wandering   
From our experiences as fathers   
Riding on the hazel of dreams   
Running big train   
Into the unknown   
Walking syndrome or puncture   
Fragile pitfall   
To hold on to   
Door open to rites of passage   
And all this for real   
A meal for two   
Not at a discount   
With fries and beef   
Who is taken among friends   
To a samba tune   
This time.      
 
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