Trip

The world will be done fucking
Day in which the man travels in the first and
Literature in the freight car

This would be worldwide pandemonium
There would be no respect, values are forgotten
There will be no one to educate, train, the child
It will be a puppet of the underworld, and everything will be terror

The world will be done fucking
Day in which the man travels in the first and
Literature in the freight car

It will be like living in darkness, where not even reading
We will know, the talk, no matter how they are said
Verbs are no longer the basis of the sentence
And the young man will laugh at great stupidities that
He commits and others commit

The world will be done fucking
Day in which the man travels in the first and
Literature in the freight car