Peasant, you can't believe it*
That they have you in the mud so they can eat
Poison in the fucking valley
Pesticide covers your skin
Butlers are worth a damn
Under the sun dying of thirst
Farmer they can't believe it
That they have you in the mud so they can eat
Tumor, cancer, hospital, death
And another child is left without a mother
br/>Fruit, green things, but nothing to eat
And you secretly take the leftovers
Farmer in the fields
You're going to run out
Farmer for your children
You are going to fight
The land for those who work it!

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