Street dust dust
Thick smoke of vehicles
Trash is scattered
Scorched ditch
Is a friend
Always linked
In everyday life
Really fatigue
Only capital investment
No degrees
Or a noble degree
Bak officials
I'm not a criminal
Despite the poor life
Live on the streets
Just looking for food
So wage laborers
For coins
I obey the rules
Because I am God
This life I give you
