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Naive

Translated by Ko Koomon - Nederland

Everty time a dictator falls
From the throne of history, embellished with our tears
I clap my hands until they glow red
But back home when I
Turn on the television
Another dictator flows
From the mouths of the people, from a screen glowing with cheers
I die with laughter
at my naive self
Tears burn my eyes until they glow red


 
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