Chennai

A sleeping homeless on the asphalt
He has no friends, is nobody called
His legs are scattered on the floor
Never saw such a misery before

Walking through the dirty streets of Chennai
Dusty, overcrowded, ugly Chennai
Noise in every angle of my ears
Nobody hears

Mean black mane in disheveled confusion
Seems like sleeping all time in illusion
All his life lives nevermore

His complete life tells a bad crime
Only he does live to shine
His world be no longer sad
Because I know he´s dead

No chance to live?
No chance to die?
Just be there
Just suffer from Chennai