Not To Be Compared

Look behind you…

The beautiful sound of the village,

But in the city… It's just pillage and pillage

These are just… not to compare.

The morning brights of the sun,

The violent shots of a gun,

Not to compare…..

In the village, it’s safe and calm at night

But in the city, they just fight and fight.

Not to compare…

A grass flower dies in the village, feel pity,

But think about the poor lilly pillies dying, 

In the city.

Not to compare…

In the village, nature and people are together.

But in the city, people are a danger to nature.

Not to compare…

In the village nature’s cycle is one.

In the city, cutting trees is fun.

These are just… Just not to compare.