Big Dragon

In the corner of this city

Just in front of the rail station

It was just too early if the birds which usually sing gone home.

When I was child, a train for me was similar to a big dragon.

With patient I wait for that to pass and I run after it

Nowadays almost every single hour I heard and see people and I commute by it

I miss my childhood, a pax where I could yell and scream loudly to the big dragon.

I miss my past, an era where I may spoilt about anything I like.

In the corner of this city, one train drop the passengers by

Then soon left me, who could not scream anymore alone

I am in front of the station still.

Do not ignore me my big dragon, come to see me please.