When you see

the place where you used to live,

and you look it now,
the same cannot be found.
Then you go,
down throught your street
and if you stop there,
None can be believed.
It has changed so much,
you cannot recognize,
but when you try to scape
nostalgic doesn't wait
o many years you've lived there,
there's nothing to compare,
despite the disaster it is now
there's no way to you to forget.
o the only way
is to wait there 'till die,
inspite of goig away
you prefer to stay and understand
That this is the reality
which you have to learn
althought you like it or not
can't be done anything else