This city is so dirty today,
Dark shadows all over here,
Lonely peole with the look like
"Please-someone-I-want-you-to-stay",
But they pass by,
Having no fear
Of losing everything they have,
'Cause they've already done.
This city will be so cold tomorrow,
The snow will cover streets.
And you will meet again these people
With their look full of sorrow.
But they pass by,
Having no needs
To change anything in their lives,
And they won't ever do.