There is also cotton to plant,
But, it also has to reap.
My skin does not burn because it is already burned.
I have no sweat on my face, for I have fallen on the road.
If my eyes are sad, it's because life never gave me anything.
Just a pair of pants, a shirt and a hat.
A hoe, a chain tied to the feet,
A Blues and hope to go to heaven.

               Francisco Gouveia

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