Moving here, moving there, we move everywhere.
People come, people go, some for good, some for not so long.
I fled my country with a broken heart
Leaving friends and family, and it all behind.
I arrived and felt strange
Wishing it had never changed, yet everything was rearranged.
Eventually i adapted, and now i was attracted
It was a whole new world, different people, and different city
Yet my love for my country has never abandoned me
A love so strong, that never fails me