That is an old poem Written by Aldo Kraas
God’s children Bien venido To a beautiful day Let’s not waste that day By sleep in
I have a choice I must write poetry every day For my Father and my friends It is my Father who have made I in his image
Yesterday I was not a happy men Because I had spent all my money In the second-hand store Today I am broke Yes I learned my lesson
Gente fina Estou cheio das suas desculpas My friends When it comes to support me In my daily life
A frightened heart Got frightened with the lightening… That striked inside of that frigh… And now only God can repair that… Because I am not able to repair t…
350 days in a year To dream At night 350 days in a year To go out and make friends
Serious cases I have lots The one that bothers me A lot is my anger That I don’t know
Even though I didn’t know you I wish you happiness in heaven Rest my little Farah No one will bother you anymore There is no violence to see anymor…
We are lost without a cause Father We had bought some lottery tickets And we also won the lottery We don’t need all the money for
Bon jour Thanks for bringing The new day Very early this morning Dear Father
Nothing can hold us down People I am not you slave So don’t treat me like a slave I have freedom in my life Also don’t remove the freedom
I am a soul man Thanks to my Father Who kept the soul man Alive that is me Also my Father
It is me people That was made By my beloved Father A long time ago
You are alone In this world Pretending that everything Is fine But what I can’t understand is
The best in me I am a loving and Caring person Also, I don’t live alone Here on earth