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Oi Fernanda

Oi Fernanda
It rains incessantly Rio these days
And you do not know where Desperate go
forgotten the rain dripping

Oi Fernanda
It rains incessantly Rio
And I saw you on TV screens

You cried And I was wondering
Oi Fernanda
Thee I do not know
you who do not know me You will not forget

Whether we missed thee
Barely cameras returned
Towards the studios of Globo
Oi Fernanda
Already you knew where to go in the rain
Desperate forgotten
dripping And you threw yourself into the void
You never forget it And do me Fernanda
if I want you tu
Even if I do nothing to help you
I tell you to everyone who
move me Even though I do not know
Oi Fernanda
Remember
This heavy rain and On your unhappy face unhappy

On this unhappy city
This rain on the sea On Christ the Redeemer

On Museum Oscar Niemeyer
Oi Fernanda
What a crock of poverty
What will become of you tomorrow
Under this rain of death
Mud Junk tears?
And whoever that last night you still clutched in his arms

Lovingly
Is he dead or missing although still alive?
Oi Fernanda
It rains incessantly Rio
As it rained before
But this is not the same and everything is damaged
is a terrible rain of mourning and desolate
This is not even the storm
In mud Junk tears
Simply clouds
Who
dying like dogs Dogs that disappear
Over Water And Rio

will rot away in the distance far from morro
which it still nothing.

On a small music borrowed from Mr. Jacques Prévert ...

What Specific Contribution

Greens campaign

That day, the friend Patxi openly declares his love for Cécile Duflot. True, Cecile breathes something new in the French political landscape (PPF), as they say when, like me, it is now short of original metaphor. In short, I like the good little Cecilia. I would have voted for her without hesitation. However, registered voter of the consulate in Rio, I'm only allowed to watch from afar. And this is normal. Maybe it will be for later, when I'm back in Paris, if it happens one day. But Cecilia has, I fear, lost a little of the freshness which the WP as required.

equivalent Cecile here, it may be Marina. The likely candidate for the Partido Verde for the next presidential elections. The former environment minister of Lula, who slammed the door there are two or three years to show its displeasure. As a Jean-Louis Chevenement, France. A minister, or shuts up, or it slams the door, what!

Marina Silva is likely to infuse something new in the Brazilian political landscape - I will still not break my head to serve you another metaphor! It is perhaps the last one wants to believe when talking about fight against corruption. Although in his party, they are few, including trucks, to be involved in matters that do not smell of chlorophyll.

But there's a catch. Marina belongs to a sect. One of these evangelical churches, which grows in Brazil as soon as eucalyptus, which holds that the world has no more than a few thousand years!

Exit Marina, so. Well, to console me, I'll listen another Cecile, that of Nougaro. This has absolutely nothing to do with all the above.