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i only realised this today lmao π bro going aUuYauuauUauuhHhhh throughout the whole song π€£
Is there any other crazy cryptically clever lines out there?
Please fill me in!
I started making videos for my original songs during quarantine and the third video I made got picked up by scroll. Friends, please check this original tribute to Kishore kumar :-)
Salazar had locked himself in his office for the past few days, he thanked God he had no wife, otherwise, she would drag him out kicking and screaming in rage. But, Salazar was not throwing a fit, nor was he punching holes in the wall with which taxpayer money had to be reused, they had to be sent to Africa instead. He was looking back at the Empire, he now saw crumbling, Caesteanos recent moves revealed a fatal flaw, he was weak. As weak as those movements who abandoned their ties to the people and those who forgot from where they came. The past is powerful and it can bring good or ill.
Salazar turned to notice a small recording, one of his few immediately after the Second Great War. Perhaps, the past may advise the present?
The Speech(My Statement-https://youtu.be/HdUCu0iOXOA ), he played watching from his antique throne, held by miracles and painful to stand. A perfect symbol of the aging Salazar.
Watching it he saw, how far a once-great man had fallen. He turned from a Pargon of stability, a third way, and economic growth. But, as he grew older he saw how far he had fallen, he stopped aiding the poor and had become their oppressor.
He saw now, why he hid in his office for so long, he had finally noticed god's gaze, who had punished him in his failure to live up to his promises and abandonment of his roots. No longer would he allow this to occur, for a regime to succeed it must remember its original message and its purpose. If it were to lose its purpose, become corrupted, or if even a fraction of it were to meet this, its destruction is inevitable.
After another day of arguing with himself, which even resulted in Tomas barging in at one point to try and figure out why Salazar had suddenly gone silent for three days straight besides food being delivered to him at the behest of his assistant. A new Estado Novo, one true to its roots and one he had promised even if it were to cost him his life, that dream was too valuable.
He wrote down his plan and shuffled into a folder of papers from the anti-corruption agency he had yet to review. All had forgotten their original purpose except save Castellano, that miserable mole. Maybe, he could save Portugal but who knows, but he needed to return home and finally take a well-deserved rest, for Portugal the future may await.
If only Salazar had realized, that outside the door was Fernando Santos Costa, the disgraced ass, who had come to pick up the file, which Salazar having become forgetful had forgotten
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