We travled here when I was five.
Now I am ait, or so mum tells me.
I never thught this woud be a problem,
But mum tells me she doesnt know
How long the mouneys gonna last;
Never thought a paper dyed green woud hurt
Like an gang in the night:
It only helps if there on your side.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem