Fulfilling our dreams as immigrants

Everyone runs away from their country

They are all looking for opportunities 

They are all far from their family

They all have to change their life

People suffering, people crying 

people asking for some job 

But this is what they wanted 

This is what I want 

My future depends of my decisions 

If I stay If I go like birds in change of season 

Trying to find a place of comfort 

That would help me to no suffer 

Not matter what is happening 

The change came traveling 

I had to jump the puddle 

Because of all the trouble 

I want to raise the name of my country 

And remain myself humbly

Knowing that I came from the dirt 

And not from the money.