In Angola they feel prisoners political accused of any crime. They say that it is a democratic regime that it is in the middle of the joy of their functions. The democratic potencies close the eyes and they point that it is like this that it is good, that it is like this that it is made the stability in Africa. Here is the income of the terrorism of which Europe is not gotten to loosen. Who supports the corruption and their dictatorships, in the bottom it is also terrorist without the knowledge.

sábado, 17 de dezembro de 2011

What is that he drinks for here friends?

It is a very funny Republic
he doesn't have electric power
he doesn't have anything
What is the one then that he has?!
Widespread corruption!

One more day of corruption
in the wait
And another of darkness
he despairs us
and nobody is above
of the corruption
Great leader friend
the corruption is
with you
the corruption is the great leader
of this Nation

And a powerful demon arrived and he settled
and of Angola he will never leave, it took oath.
On behalf of the Father
On behalf of the father from Angola, of the children
daughters, so many
friends and of Holy spirits

How much more poverty this factory to manufacture,
more volcanoes will break out
they are already so many, so many
that nobody gets to tell them

So much passed time
of so much wait, desperate
so tired
In the it despairs of the wait of the independence
still no arrival, miscarried
Other liberators
they will do with that she is
With the flag of the corruption
Forward Angola!
And who doesn't have generator
he waits for him the power, dominant
that horror
Of manufacturing corpses
in the wandering streets
I eat formerly

The houses of the healthy people to devastate
and children with some days
they are for the tractor
to triturate, to kill
And they have tractors babies
that they triturate for the parents' despair
In the bank accounts

You of the martyrs of the repression
the all the moment
in TPI he waits for you
the judgement
This is our prison guard
of living in the captivity
The explosion there was been already
of the revolt of the population
her palaces always set on fire of light
and ours in the darkness
of those spoiled, nude
As they can torturers our life to get better
with a hand they promise us
and with the other defrauding us

Angola is a plantation of slaves
of our farmers and foreigners
Angola is bought, he sells himself
it is rented by the worst offer


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