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We always prepare bamboo in advance
To the sound of the violin we admired the rain
We didn't have a single World Junior Championship medal
Backpack on our shoulders, we go to the groin
We are responsible for our planet, think about it
Planet, ball, fall - we hope for your extermination
What we don't see at first glance
We are rooting for our Brazil
So we hide behind the masks of life
We are not afraid of ups and downs
We are all like children in winter from small to large
We are all little kids