Uai

caipiras






little hayseeds bursting along the Minas Gerais
you bustle in your warmth, your lightly colored roofs, with thin lines that silently attest your bright waving ,deep sigh chest like falling into the sink!
the corn has blew, my soul arises , deep in the himalayan mountains my ancenstors becken me, from the madurai shore to the andes, i hear her voice,slipped on the rug

what do the rasta & the leopard have in common?
you both get eaten up at the end.


O forno esquentou, misturou e a galinha explodiu! Nossa senhora! Fiquei branca que nem um litro de leite. Fou um trem doidinho, uai!