D-generation X Fabric

Poesia Canto a freedom

There will be a day when all

Looking up

We will see a land

That put freedom (bis)

Brother

my hand here will be yours my forehead

And you always gesture

will fall without lifting

fear Hurricane

Given the freedom

We

way

In the same path

Joining our shoulders

For well

lift

To those who fell

Cry Freedom

bells will ring

From

steeples And the deserted

will return a large

A tall spikes

Arranged for bread

For centuries bread in

was never distributed

Among those

who did their best

To push the story

Towards Freedom

is also possible

That this beautiful morning

Neither you

, neither I nor the other

The

get to see

But we must push

In order to be

Make it like a wind

Boot the bushes

Emerging

truth

And clean the roads

destruction of centuries of

Against freedom