Otilia's Disciples
Lost Otílicos
There Is No Color
Here Otilia's people
we bring you the good
brother
and to me...
and what about you?
And what about me
the tasty sound
that your guitar brings out
that your trombone brings out
trombone trombone
trombone
Africa oh oh
Africa Africa
What I want
is a cigar
and watch life go by
and see Maria go by and see life go by for what?
for what? For what? If you're not going to
stop working
for what? for what? If you're not going to be able to even smoke, why? for what? If they don't let you
breathe
for what? for what? If not, they are going to give you nothing!! And in this great stew that exists in the world, there is a curious distribution. There are four cats
that are papping hot and on the
bottom of the pot plays this
song.
I live in a place that is hot
today I was able to eat something more Yes!
Some very strange men have come, with lighter skin than normal.
But what's happening? What are they doing? Why do they steal the little I have? They force me to be their slave, I don't know if I want to continue living! !
Centuries later everything remains the same,
working for the white man without stopping.
The great Shaman already said it, the
white man would create racial hatred.
But what happens? What are they doing? Why do they steal the little I have? They force me to be their slave, I don't know if I want to continue living. !!

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