[Verse 1] Belly full of mucin, pearls of jelly spreading wide, Pseudomyxoma peritonei, creeping side to side, Sugarbaker taught the trick — strip the peritoneum bare, Cytoreduce the tumor nests, leave nothing hiding there, Then we bathe the belly, heated chemo, mitomycin rain, HIPEC sixty minutes, washing out the cancer stain, Peritoneal Cancer Index scores each of thirteen zones, CC-zero, nothing left — that's the goal our hands have known. [Chorus] Córtalo, límpialo, não deixe nada lá, Cero residual es la canción que cantará, From the pelvis to the diaphragm, we chase it everywhere, Zero residual, mi amor — nada, nada fica lá. [Verse 2] Ovary swells with silent growth, the cancer hides so well, By the time she feels the bloat, it's already spread pell-mell, Omentum, nodes, the pelvic wall — the surgeon's scalpel sweeps, Debulking every visible speck is the promise that she keeps, Because the tumor left behind writes the story of her years, No residual, no visible nest — that's what calms the fears, Survival bends to what remains, not what we first diagnosed, The cleaner that we leave the field, the longer life's imposed. [Verse 3] A young man feels a painless lump, firm beneath his hand, We don't biopsy through the scrotum — that's against the plan, Radical inguinal orchiectomy, pull the cord up high, Ligate it at the ring before the tumor seeds supply, Seminoma's soft and sweet, radiation makes it flee, Nonseminoma's rougher stuff — markers tell us what we see, AFP for yolk sac tissue, beta-hCG will sing For choriocarcinoma's call — the numbers tell the thing. [Chorus] Córtalo, límpialo, não deixe nada lá, Cero residual es la canción que cantará, From the pelvis to the diaphragm, we chase it everywhere, Zero residual, mi amor — nada, nada fica lá. [Verse 4] Kidney's got a golden tumor curling toward the vein, Climbing up the cava like a serpent through the drain, Partial if it's small and kind, radical if it's wide, Chase the thrombus to the atrium, don't let it slip inside, Bladder flashes blood in urine, scope it, shave it, TURBT, But if it's muscle-invasive, cystectomy's the key, Take the bladder, make a pouch or conduit out of gut, Urology's a puzzle, every organ has its cut. [Bridge] Peritoneo, ovário, testículo, rim e bexiga too, Cada câncer tem sua regra, every rule we carry through, Score it, strip it, measure margins, let no shadow stay unseen, El cirujano busca siempre dejar el campo limpio y bien. [Outro] Cero residual, mi amor, nada fica lá, Clean the field and count the zones, that's how the story ends, Córtalo, límpialo — the cancer never wins.
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