HE LIVING HERO

RETURN TO YOUR PEOPLE ...

I

Here is the retinue

That takes

The living hero

To your people!

It was too late

Your absence

In your society

By virtue of

Under circumstance

Anomala

At that

Earth

Who opted for the regime

Horror,

Of horror

And the dictatorship

Unnamed,

The front of which

There is an animal

Crazy,

called Sissico ...!

II

He is, at present,

A president

All

 Powerful,

Merciless

And very feared

For your own people,

Who became your slave!

III

On my way

From your land,

With the objective

To rescue your people

Who is dominated

By bunch

Unknown,

Without strategy,

if not a demogogy

Cheap

And foolish

Without project

Concrete

Which illustrates

And it demonstrates

Your main dream!

IV

I believe

In I love

For my

Country!

I think

That, s well

When a man

 Has something on his head ...!

V

I, m always dreaming

For something

So good

For my people ...!

Something

So simple,

as simple

As freedom

For my

Country,

For my kingdom ...

VI 

I'm like a child

That has hope

From better days,

Colorful of flowers,