It is that, nor those that struggled took a risk the life for putting in the power, they respect. On the contrary, they despise us. What people is this?!
We lived for at any moment
we die
For here the level of cruelty left the limit
A lot of human destruction will happen, it will come
And destroying found our rail
of our road without future
We leaned ourselves in the walls in ruins
and we fell. No more we got up
The number of the youths with luxury cars arises
It was foreseen in the General Budget of the State
The power of the money sold
He won the weakness of the love
They will return, nothing will change
Again you eat us bogeys
Of the crowds
Plus five hundred years of superstition
With basilica, with curse
He came with the habitual curse
And he doesn't know, nor does it interest him
That he already did died and wounded
How many more he will leave, he will abandon
will he kill?
And the hosts' personal fortunes
They will be blessed
Because there will be many surpluses
To corrupt the papal to can
For the basilica to raise
The regiment papal scout
He competes, rival with the presidential
Two regiments that get confused
In the reality they are only one
Of the same dictatorship
There is no difference among the dictatorship of the sky
and the one of the earth
Picture: weekly publication in Luanda, O País
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