The poor
The poor
The tears of the poor
All flow to the earth
They busy during the day
In the dark night they uneasiness
This is not fair
They pray
Eager to redeem their soul angel
But the poor people without sin
Farmers sow with sweat
With the blood work. Workers
Women use years weaving
Poor people ah, you should be rewarded for it
Your soul as diamond general glow
But, your angel in where
The rich with gold filled with their souls
Though the soul: a golden light
But dirty and ugly
The poor with toil enrich their soul
This soul so beautiful but unflashy
This soul so common and not common
They oppressed
They were enslaved
They were tortured
But they do not yield
Poor people in the resistance
-in the struggle
Their brightness
-forever
--1860 s
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The poor
The poor
The tears of the poor
All flow to the earth
They busy during the day
In the dark night they uneasiness
This is not fair
They pray
Eager to redeem their soul angel
But the poor people without sin
Farmers sow with sweat
With the blood work. Workers
Women use years weaving
Poor people ah, you should be rewarded for it
Your soul as diamond general glow
But, your angel in where
The rich with gold filled with their souls
Though the soul: a golden light
But dirty and ugly
The poor with toil enrich their soul
This soul so beautiful but unflashy
This soul so common and not common
They oppressed
They were enslaved
They were tortured
But they do not yield
Poor people in the resistance
-in the struggle
Their brightness
-forever
--1860 s
The 19th century's style, I write down this poem feeling very good today.
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