The architect puritan and is oeuvre

A song, a field, a poor architect in at first a warm morning or mist had ended with the night by settling, then the sun pierced it like an empire hight-tech. What not? with my mother in a field then came the ideas of a habitat ... for all the poor in the future. why not ? including mom: The hot water purified with lime will push new buildings in which we will lodge ... in the correct concrete. at the start is hot water and the ideas of a habitat for all poor understood initially was a good idea! Then the lime, the concrete, are armed with lawyers of financiers his arrived We will finance your idea we like At the angels I was by financiers and lawyers, I was caught! purified hot water of lime at the start is hot water and the ideas of a habitat for all poor understood Then I was by financiers and lawyers once taken lime in the water, I was caught, I was caught, I was a prisoner! We finance you our ideas we like now pay what you owe us if you do not succeed we will cash ourselves the rents Then the poor caught in inflation could not turn around So Prisoner killed him and killed me ... Purified hot water of lime we buried my body Poulbot! So after the chaos with sings the respect of our society. sing anderstood ours society be yourself not violent towards yourself. dream of good and then do as you can with others be ice : hard with the hard, and others with others. search and find ... make your own paths with yours passes