I'm going to tell you, friend, that he can't stand
To be more than four days with his people without smoking
And is he going to do, he is that way
If someone judges him, they can already regret
He has a nice hang with his life and others
But the rage rises when he has to hear
That it's not the way to be
That there are other ways to age
I know him brother, and he has strengh in his humility
But is capable of anything, if his truth is cut off
Surely life has taught him
You have to add to fly