I don't want to read I don't want to write

I don't want to tell that old story

That had been mentioned every moment

The youth met that is smart

He loved her and she did

They had a deal to be married

All people had known that

But that man who is smart

He is not only smart but he had

A lot of money to get what he wants

He demanded her ,her parents agreed

Our hero had gone ,our hero had vanished

That old story had been finished

The papers must be torn ,the tongues must be silent

You must not read you must not write

The man who wants to convert the land

From yellow to black ,from poor to get plants

He began his job ,he faced the difficult

When he succeeded, when the corps were appeared

The minister took it and had him told

The president that he did his hard

To make that land ******, not to be old

The man hate all people he immigrate abroad

The papers must be torn ,the stories must be buried

There was a hero

Who converts the dream

To the light ,to be appeared

To transport his country to be advanced

He was accused, he was imprisoned

The accused was the topple of the govern

He could be escaped, he could run

The tongues must be silent, the papers must be torn