A few houses are sitting on the street
Like sparrows on a power line.
Bit by bit and nice and neat
Like a row of green, old pines.

You see them every day,
In fact they are your life,
And every May they become colourful
'cause of the everlasting law of morning light.

That fills your heart with happiness
And a little lot of joy,
That even through that awkwardness,
It's your land and soil.

On a rainy day in spring,
When the air is filled with water,
Let a new life begin,
With lots of beautiful laughter.

That's the circle of nature,
I hope you learned a lot,
Because that's how we mature,
Don't let your brain cells rot.