Sanglo-The Next Year

Sanglo-The Next Year

When we made that Great Escape
You said, with great hope
we will return Sanglo-the next year,
And it never came by in sixty years

When we plant trees under the scorching sun
You said, what’s the need
we will return Sanglo- the next year,
And now the trees grew old and aged

When we replaced bamboo by the break walls
You said, what’s the need
we will return Sanglo-the next year,
And now you are eying on buildings

When we cry for our parents on the other side
You said, what’s the need
We will return Sanglo-the next year,
And it never came by in sixty years

By-Sonsnow