Brenda, beloved, on the ship
I must embark
I feel you shouldn't venture to sail

Tomorrow at 8 in Chapultepec subway
Pamba China and Pipo kiss for those who aren't there
Goodbye, Rogelio, stay behind
Copy the statements
Report the smell, the bench warms up

Manifestos and speeches can't express me
Comrade Naif, I'm going to leave my mark on the walls

If you want, you can stay at home and theorize
At your age, you can't help, it's better not to hinder
And I'm telling you at this pace so you can understand
I'm leaving in style, skipping school, and going to paint

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