It is not enough to communicate,
All must be perfect to your senses…
Any words not fluent or skin not clean
Are traces of a planet of pidgins!
So far from the world like penguins,
Then you see me as a waiter!
To serve you whatever,
Whenever, wherever
Is the place and the case!
Because, in the end,
The world is in your hands
And you carry the weight
On your back of gentleman!
It is not enough to communicate,
The color of my eyes is different…
My reality never comes in your home,
Just stays in your kitchen,
Through the exotic plates you taste,
Oh, gentleman of the world!
(Leandro Monteiro)
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