Mochila Amiga
Canções de TFM
Backpack Friend
One time I wasn't even in the course
I saw a student passing by
With helmet on the back of the head
The backpack on the back
So heavy that I could barely walk
Oh daisy
Friendly backpack
That shelters me from the cold and the dew
But the march is a poison
That really punishes
The carcass without mercy
