What a strange thing to move away , To leave his homeland , to take the way Come across a new place , a new home , Seeing new people , trying to get ahold
What a strange thing to move away , Like being in a train with no destination That comes and goes with the wind Like seeing everything but being blind
Blinded by grief , blinded by anger Blinded by fear , but looking for better Looking for peace , leaving Ukraine , There are several reasons to get on the train .