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.

quinta-feira, 29 de janeiro de 2015

And the goddesses of the love abandoned us



 

 
During millennia I traveled the sea 
And in thousands of islands I lived 
But he didn't know in them to inhabit 
A lot of love pyramids lived 
 
That is for all the ones that died 
And for the alive ones that they already died 
And to those that abandoned us 
Because in the dawn they traveled 
 
But we to them will meet 
It is shortly together there we will be 
In the graves of the cut off ideas 
Of the imposture of the robbed lives 
 
I sat down in the secret of your melody 
There is a lot that it didn't shine her 
Because she is the light of my abbey 
And without light it is your candle that illuminates me 
 
The price of the crude oil always to go down 
And the revolt, your love always to grow 
To rejuvenate in a hymn, the dawn 
In the memory of your dreams, to be born 
 
One more field of jasmines makes a debut   
And the tide of our love shrine is 
The poets' jasmine sings the epic poem 
The jasmine of Azores the winter of the faith 
 
And in the castle of the crude oil handcuffed 
For there I will fly in a great cavalcade 
In the drawbridge with my sword  
And to the freedom you will return my lover 
 
And everything the princes of the crude oil dried  
And the prohibition of the love decreed us 
For the streets of the horror we will beg 
Because the petroleum was already is not to give 
 
And a quick wind agitates the waves of the bay 
In the planted rocks the vegetation caresses 
Indifferent the palm trees in her calm 
Sea, sky, clouds, sun, life always in day 
 
The democracy of the Occident is precious 
But for million it is very hideous 
The Occident supports the selfish dictatorships 
The Occident is a factory of terrorists 
 
They are millions of the democracy abandoned 
They are million that hate the whites  
That they terrify the Occident rioted 
For the merciless neocolonialism of their banks 
 
 
 
 
 

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