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Love of poverty knows no war
Neither thieves, murderers, lightning and droughtÂ
And you will not fear other serpents of this earth
Love of poverty knows no kings
What else can it do for you useful if you go into the woods
What else can help you down there in the cityÂ
Your father will advise the knife against all troubles
What else but iron will save youÂ
No there we will save by despising realityÂ
And this bunch of idiots will disappearÂ
And neither money nor passion will be of any useÂ
Dear listeners, we are nothingnessÂ
Crews lost on the high seas
Maybe the president doesn't he knows
What do you carry with you these days
And for the trip that Marta will wear
Her mother will buy her the coat against winds and snow
And that hat from the advertisement
/>No, we will save ourselves, they despise realityÂ
And this bunch of idiots will disappearÂ
It will be very sweet to destroy us, you'll see
And like the skies, clear love will beÂ
We will be saints, despising realityÂ
And this bunch of assholes will disappearÂ
And neither beauty nor cover will be neededÂ
And we are nothing, we are just blindnessÂ
Poisoned fish in the middle of the sea
The president doesn't know this