Don't mind the lyrics

My dear brother, you are not weak.

You are all, but tired.

Tired of fighting alone.

In a complex war, nothing to call your own.

Every day is a new battle,

Battle for survival amongst the crowd.

To reach your destination just in time,

As you follow the enormous line.

Bravo brother, for your work.

Not getting fed up after so much pressure.

Indeed, you are capable of pulling yourself out.

Let them talk, and make them shout.

While you sweat and scar your body.

Only to reach your goals for a better life.

Your scars all fade away, and so does the strife.