Caju

Whoever saw cashew didn't see the land
Cica of me, I took from the ground
There's a cashew tree, there's no war
War is a pot without beans

I was on the ground, didn't even see the bug
Bug is rowing from sunrise to sunset
I died of love, lived on vice
In fish water, I am a hook

I will write the new rules
To change the course of this game
I was born and live in this land
But if I die, let me be dead
Since I am a piece of this land