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How sad, the rain sounds
On the cardboard roofs
How sad my people live
In the cardboard houses
The worker comes down
Almost dragging his steps
Under the weight of suffering
Look how much suffering
Look how heavy the suffering
Upstairs, the pregnant woman is left
Below is the city
And it gets lost in its tangle
It's a life without tomorrow

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

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

You won't believe me
But there are schools for dogs
And they are educated
So they don't bite the newspapers
But the boss
For years, many years
Has been biting the worker
Oh, oh, uhum, uhum
How sad the rain sounds
In the cardboard houses
How far hope passes
On the cardboard roofs