(To read it in one go)
Hi to you from Argentina who warned me of trouble in Bolivia,
Hi to you that the Bolivian m'disait is your gaff in Peru,
Hi to you the 'Peruvian for your advice about Ecuador and its monkeys liars
Hi to you the Ecuadorian who sees only the traffic cocolombien.
By browsing your continent on my bike slowly
I haven t met over thief or crook,
That in my home for children in France or elsewhere.
So what this story is you liars?
Besides what is this feeling used to wreak torment
Rather show that the other fingers aloft,
As you watch so often
In the media, newspapers in the falso info.
J have a small suggestion the amigo!
Change of direction and give your luck at
neighbor in his hand,
A small rotation 180.
A simple half-lap scratch,
For tomorrow's world, a sort of chain
stunning, fearless
Breaking the previous one.
In Zarma we understand it, finding only
buddies la frontera, cyclo-
In our caravan without hatred,
There are 5 nationalities by the dozen. It's nice
like cycling rassemblera,
Encore plus d'Eco-conscious machines we
Quand
Ce ne pas marcherons à toi d be enfourcher là cette belle invention
Spreading the word in this poem,
I greet you with love America!
Do not kill yourself over wars past
already exists to tell this story.
Poet (Cyrilou)
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