The issue was raised
It’s time to speak the truth
They took a train
Somewhere with nothing smooth

Make a good trip
But don't return again
Your lives will be better
Without all of this pain

And it seems that their destiny
Is far away from their sights
They never think that it will begin
The worst time of their lives

To eat, they gave
Only slavery and dreams
Everybody had burns
While they’re making hot bricks

There is no way
To stop and go back in time
Life is too short
And now it’s the end of the line

Poverty and unbridled growth
Have made common labouring abuses
All men have sold their souls
And they’ve changed their honour for gold

Sometimes I feel in my heart
That the journey must carry on
But I remember how pain was
And everything they have done

Sometimes I need to ask me: why
I left everything going on
To make a dream that’s empty and wild
Of some greedy guys without love