That is a new poem Written by AIdo Kraas
We are lost without a cause Father We had bought some lottery tickets And we also won the lottery We don’t need all the money for
1,2,3, The sun will come out tomorrow 1,2,3, Today it is a bit cold But if you go out for walk
Whose life it is anyway Because He is always smoking A joint He doesn’t care
Sonhos meus I am always Remembering the next day And I am always sharing With my closed friends
No body told me That I have to stay hydrated During the Summer Yes I am drinking lots of water To stay hydrated
The white men’s land Belongs to the white people Black people please stay out Of the white men’s land You are not welcome in
My house is your house You are welcome If you want to sleep You don’t have to wait for me Go ahead and go to sleep
How do you want Your life to be Do you want To be a Christian Also black people
All about my Father He is the one that Made us Many years ago And we are here
One pair of hands That my father Have to heal the people That is sick here on earth They are waiting for my
Some kind of ghosts Are living in my dreams But I don’t know if it is the gho… Also they have a scary face And that is all I know
I don’t think many people bother To visit the grave of their dead o… Because they are preoccupied with… But therefore the dead doesn’t rec… And their grave are always abandon
I am also proud To belong to the Polvo Brazileiro Also many years when I was born one Brazilian
Como estás I have loved you my Whole life You are somebody special To me
Yesterday I was not a happy men Because I had spent all my money In the second-hand store Today I am broke Yes I learned my lesson