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How sad, you can hear the rain
On the cardboard roofs
How sad my people live
In the cardboard houses
The worker is coming down
Almost dragging his steps
For the weight of suffering
Look, there is a lot of suffering
Look how heavy the suffering is
Upstairs, leave the pregnant woman
Below is the city
And gets lost in its tangle
Today is the same as yesterday
It's your life without tomorrow

There the rain falls
Suffering is coming, suffering is coming
But if the rain passes
When does the suffering pass?
When does hope come?

Children of the color of my land
With the same scars
Worm Millionaires
And, for that reason
How sad the children live
In the cardboard houses
How happy dogs live
House of the exploiter

You won't believe me
But there are dog schools
And they give them education
So that the newspapers don't bite
But the pattern
Years, many years ago
That is biting the worker
Oh, oh, uhum, uhum
How sad the rain sounds
In the cardboard houses
How far hope goes
On the cardboard roofs