Filosofia

The world condemns me and no one has pity
Always speaking ill of my name!
Not knowing
If I will die of thirst
Or if I will die of hunger?

But philosophy helps me today
To live indifferent, like this!
In this readiness, endless
I pretend to be rich
So no one mocks me!

I don't mind if you tell me
That society is my enemy!
Because, singing in this world
I live as a slave to my samba
Although, a vagabond!

As for you from the aristocracy
Who has money but
Doesn't buy happiness!
You will live eternally
Being a slave to those people
Who cultivate hypocrisy!