I was going down the road
In my car heading to the sea
Suddenly a flashing headlight
He made signs to me to stop
My driver's license
He asked me ³ with a feverish eye
What is going to be done
He took a thousand papers in his hands
Elementary bureaucracy
Total, which is of no use
My electoral registration
His driver's license, he told me
It has expired in the month of April
Come with me, civilian
To the detachment
O resolve from here
Buy me silence
And forget about me

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