Styrofoam Kléber Albuquerque May the moonlight run down your skin, through your hair And may sunbeams tangle your hair May life give you plenty of saliva To lick dreams in raw flesh May your laughter have no shame May the winds always blow in your favor May you find your bed made, your table laden The house in celebration May a lucky star stick to the middle of your forehead And may evil have walls of styrofoam All the best