I used to know a country

I used to touch Germany
Youth whipped themselves with style
Brewed angst from elderly´s glares and stares
Ubahn hipsters training themselves to initimidate

I use to caress Australia
My hands would tingle over it´s sunsets
warm over it´s deserts
Hot and rough arguing with the sun

I held hands with Britian
familiar grasp, pasty skies
The flavour of my origin
Used to almost make me cry

Now I embrace Brazil
Kiss it passionately
Breathe it in and eat it
Lay it down so i can swim in it