Poor innocent people forced to elope
From their dwellings to which they were fond
Not knowing for sure what the crystal ball is foretelling
Or what awaits them from across the pond

A minority language completely misunderstood
Ignorance showers their very being
They try so hard to climb the ladders
But are afraid of the brutality they'll be seeing

A land of wonder but also of hate
Stretches out before their eyes
Nows the time to lay down some roots
Learn quickly how the land lies

Scattered dreams destroyed for some
But new opportunities made for others
Children need to feel the west
As do their fathers and their mothers