is a poem designed to satirize the state of corruption on some of our (political) leaders.
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Dura hipocrisia.
Os canalhas também estão aqui.
Aponta para eles e grita: Seus idiotas!
As lágrimas que deles escorrem são de aço.
Oh, almas congeladas e sedentas
por estéreis cumprimentos
The people of this world are blind to the bulls***,
Focusing on every false thing that's in the newsprint.
When will you learn,
You can't trust the ignorant,
simpleminded,
On a round table They sought out the hands of our band masters For dialogue. Masters in whom’s back we
