For this bread to eat, for this floor to sleep on
A certificate for birth, and permission to smile
For letting me breathe, for me to exist
God bless you
For the pleasure of weeping, and the "we're there"
For the joke at the bar, and for football to cheer
A crime to comment on, and a samba to distract
God bless you
On this beach, this skirt for the women here
The love clumsy quickly, shave and go
By Sunday it was beautiful, novel, comic and Mass
God bless you
The free 'cachaca' that we have to swallow
For the smoke which, unfortunately, we have to cough on
For scaffolding, pendants, we have to fall
God bless you
For another day, agonizing, to endure and attend
For the grinding teeth, for the city to zip around
And the demented scream that helps us escape
God bless you
For the mourning woman who praises us and spits
And for the maggot-flies that cover us and kiss us
And for the final peace that will finally redeem us
God bless you
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