Brethren, we come
from the four winds
we are high and pure
brethren
that mission is not spoken
no handshake
looks in the eye
:; When you throw away your clothes
and show the openings of your body
when you cry in his ear
take this meat in your mouth:;
Brothers
give freedom to rise
from the sea as mountains
brothers
let mercy go
before justice
brothers
take your moisture
in the palm
brothers
love the glowing wound of your flesh
: ;Brothers, we are coming...:;
:;When you come to the bank of the river
there is no question of cleanliness
you throw your water into the stream
and mock God:;
Brothers< br/>give...
When you lie on a dirty sheet
pouring out miraculous liquids
praying to him you didn't get
and you put your hands again in your middle
to touch your red flesh
we are there
we are there
we are there
we are there

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