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How sad, you can hear the rain
On the cardboard roofs
How sad my people live
In their cardboard homes
Here comes the worker
Dragging his feet
From the weight of suffering
Look at how heavy the suffering is
Look at how much the suffering weighs
Up top, he leaves his pregnant wife
Down below is the city
And it gets lost in its mess
Today is just like yesterday
It's a life with no tomorrow

There falls the rain
Here comes, here comes the suffering
But if the rain passes
When does the suffering pass?
When does hope come?

Children the color of my land
With their same scars
Millionaires of worms
And because of that
How sad the children live
In the cardboard homes
How happy the dogs live
In the exploiter's house

You won't believe me
But there are dog schools
And they get an education
So they won't bite the newspapers
But the boss
For years, many years
Has been biting the worker
Oh, oh, uhum, uhum
How sad you can hear the rain
In the cardboard homes
How far hope passes
On the cardboard roofs