Hello everyone !!
In my country, Brazil, there is a lot of barbarism against people.
Two days ago, ex- President Lula was sentenced, without evidence by a judge who makes his decisions by political criteria. At the same time, the usurper Temer remains in the presidency buying up deputies and senators, despite the evidence against him. I decided to make a song about it ...
The original lyric with its rhymes are in portuguese. Below is a translation...
Sad days (Music and lyrics by Cláudio Caldas)
That's another new day.
Hope, nostalgia
New time, our children
Working in these rails
For the murderers' flesh
Where is the milk, boys?
Stolen your rights
The subjects were mistreated
Raimundo and Maria
Getting lost all day
For the murderers' flesh
Where is the milk, boys?
The Earth, all the salt, the train
I ask, are they for whom?
In the world we only saw
Much pain, idolatry
The agony was big.
In the poor religion
The shepherd was the villain
Justice, persecution
They are robbing the nation
Passed another day
Where was the joy?
Always great challenges
Sweat, blood and shivers
For the murderers' flesh
Where is the milk, boys?
https://soundcloud.com/claudio-caldas/tristes-dias
In my country, Brazil, there is a lot of barbarism against people.
Two days ago, ex- President Lula was sentenced, without evidence by a judge who makes his decisions by political criteria. At the same time, the usurper Temer remains in the presidency buying up deputies and senators, despite the evidence against him. I decided to make a song about it ...
The original lyric with its rhymes are in portuguese. Below is a translation...
Sad days (Music and lyrics by Cláudio Caldas)
That's another new day.
Hope, nostalgia
New time, our children
Working in these rails
For the murderers' flesh
Where is the milk, boys?
Stolen your rights
The subjects were mistreated
Raimundo and Maria
Getting lost all day
For the murderers' flesh
Where is the milk, boys?
The Earth, all the salt, the train
I ask, are they for whom?
In the world we only saw
Much pain, idolatry
The agony was big.
In the poor religion
The shepherd was the villain
Justice, persecution
They are robbing the nation
Passed another day
Where was the joy?
Always great challenges
Sweat, blood and shivers
For the murderers' flesh
Where is the milk, boys?
https://soundcloud.com/claudio-caldas/tristes-dias