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nod to poetry

Once is not custom. And this time, Tales of Cathie will not be as positive as usual with this poem ... but it must say something anyway ... Be sure to read everything. I think everything is

Charles Aznavour
EARTH DIES
The oceans are garbage
The land is contaminated by Chernobyl
The throngs
saw the birth of stillborn fњtus
In fifty years, what we do
From these millions of litter and waste of
Nuclear
which countries no longer want? Beneath our feet
the promised land,
heritage of our children, gradually dying
And I care
Yet species are now rare
endangered
And ugliness sings victory
Under the plastic and concrete.

CHORUS: Earth Man dies
cares

lifeAnother He saw his point, that's all.
He makes his will to his taste,
The world upside down
Earth dies where will we
In finance and business,
Oil is the key word
It leads to everything
Even in war And no
not concerned about the water
Where's flora and fauna?
And what of the firmament
Private ozone
Guardian of the environment?
Under the sky, the ground revolt
For man mistaken nature
When cooking the crops
It is mortgaging its future.
Under the sun, forests burn
And they Gave fields fertilizer
In bulimia
capital performance and progress


CHORUS It's time to realize
That man does not respect anything

He does not care about the existence
whales and dolphins died
The elephant for its ivory
The rare animal for its skin
And in large oil spills
The glues birds
consumer society with impunity
Advance pawns
While
rotting trees in cities and their surrounding
drought rages
erasing any sign of And some life
races
dying of neglect and oblivion

CHORUS
Earth dies
Let us wake up!

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