This is the story
Of one of us
He too was born by chance on Gluck Street
In a house, outside the city
Quiet people, who worked
Where there was grass now there is
A city
And that house in the middle of the green now
Where will it be

This boy from Gluck Street
He used to have fun playing with me
But one day he said
I'm going to the city
And he said it while he was crying
I ask him friend
Aren't you happy
You're finally going to live in the city
There you will find the things you didn't have here
You can wash at home without going
Down in the courtyard

My dear friend, he said
I was born here
On this street
Now I leave my heart
But how can you not understand
It's a fortune, for you who stay
Barefoot to play in the meadows
While there in the center I breathe cement
But a day will come when I will return
Back here
And I will hear the friend train
That whistles like this
"Uah, uah"

The years pass
But eight are long
But that boy has come a long way
But he doesn't forget his first house
Now with money he can buy it
He comes back and doesn't find the friends he had
Only houses upon houses
Tar and cement

Where there was grass now there is
A city, ah
And that house in the middle of the green now
Where will it be, ah

I don't know, I don't know
Why they keep
Building, houses
And they don't leave the grass
They don't leave the grass
They don't leave the grass
They don't leave the grass

Eh no
If we keep going like this, who knows
How will we do it
Who knows
Who knows
How will we do it

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