Cão de Raça

And once again the case became a drama
The drought is here and the people are drinking mud
Because of such incomprehension
The drought devastates, devours the backlands
They know very well what the way is
To exterminate this drought once and for all

While they think, the people fulfill their fate
And live waiting for divine providence
Now everyone wants to give their opinion

Words, words are thrown in the air
Promises, promises, lost words
What the people really want is a way out
It's a solution
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