Youth has dementia, after yesterday is today,
For they spend wages and money on us,
And then after, we succeed on others as far as the horizon.
Our inward nature collides on the child who masters other children,
He or she leads and stagnates the money, the prizes are taken
And force is failing, finding us will stagger the economy.
The ailments are cured when discovered,
Money is spent on the arrival of youth.
Controlling a fearsome woman will condemn the man
For women and men must inhabit themselves,
Loading their mouths with food and flowers,
Those vegetables are good, better, more luxurious
And the health of the young nation is in glory.
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