My name is Matini and i am from Nicaragua,
Bu tof the life that swings me so sweet i have not tasted;
So, a son should sit upon my throne like the Wall of Yerusalem.
Life to me is like Nicolas Sarkozy of France,
But my worries are equated to Monmohan Singh of India;
So, a son should sit upon my throne like the Wall of Yerusalem.
Give words to Sasha and Malia,
For i am here in Nicaragua without peace;
But try to deal with me according to your wisdom.
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