November 4, 2008

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The Saga of the Northeast

The Saga of the Northeast

Who has not felt hungry

Nor has miser

Never understand the pindaíba

Not having even a bread stick

On the table, to eat

It is a pity Joe's Mane

It is not soft

Just experiencing this pendenga

Prá believing

The hurt that is.

Feel the skin, this fate

Take the letter quizila

Doing this, a joke of destiny

No hesitation in dispute

The neighbor and / or stingy boss

Do not falter in life

Chasing the dream

Day and night without stopping

If you do not want ending

Dead as a doornail.

Shit is fire

You can not procrastinate

Northeast is tough nut to crack

Rala from sunrise to sunset

Fart brought on the forehead

Instead of star

But does not detract

Go ahead, do not give silly

Reza practical Godfather Father Cicero

Would you stop the agony.

It has, obviously, it metamorphosis

Walking and distress

Try to look with faith and stubbornness

Help from Heaven

Of all the saints

Etelvina Santa, and Santa Justina

For they alone, it will alleviate

All this hard bar

In the back, despite

Follow with the patience of Job

The crash's end

There are a lot of light to transmit

Achieving even the salvation

Do not fall for four

In the grip of the cristate

Getting the other end of that which was Cain

St. Peter, of course, the host

Just do not blaspheme

There is strong pressure to bear.

Obey the divine laws

Fasting, will testify

The sheep will make the house

You can not grieve for nothing

Will have to live as God permits

Do not commit fornication before marriage

Live a holy life

In both word and deed

This is your output.

Will live each day as if it were unique

Do not despair about anything

Precious, is his awareness

Environmental, and also solidarity

For with his brothers

Patient will be with old people and children

Much love to give young

Generally speaking

It will be a handful of citizen

You will have responsibility for what you have tamed.

It will do everything with great care

Who knows, the winner

Find the peace you need

And close your eyes

So quiet

With no remorse

Also, I almost forgot

Shut your mouth

Do not fly into practical

And do not talk nonsense

It will speak the wisdom of ancient Greece.

Life is a play

However, it gives us time

Accomplish practical tests

Now if we want to find happiness

We can not be troglodytes

For we can not repent

But if we live with courage and persistence

Able to snub

And much more, to win the laurels in life.

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