The neighborhood is being renovated and the houses have to be torn down
and the people stand watching and they say: do you see that?
A whole family still lives in that old dilapidated house,
imagine, such a damp house, well, what do they see in that?
Look, that couple is barely twenty and they already have a child,
well, they probably think they can live off the wind.
And then they nod contentedly and then they quickly go home,
to their job and to their car and the television at home.
They were bad houses and they lived clandestinely,
they had no light there and no water either,
but they were happy there with four walls and a roof,
otherwise they didn't care for luxury or expensive furniture.
But the house has to be torn down, because a large office is coming,
the family is out on the street now, but oh well, money always comes first.
And you can easily say that in your own beautiful house,
with your job and with your car, in front of the television at home. Even though they were now homeless, they had learned one thing:
to simply be able to live, you have to register first.
First a house and only then get married, so for a few years you just have to sit and look at each other
friendly and resignedly.
If you get tired of waiting and a child arrives after all,
you just have to find something to live in yourself.
Because people cry shame and they stay safely at home
and discuss the problems on the television screen.
And then the family moves on to another dilapidated neighborhood
and after a while they get kicked out of there too.
And when you are back on the street with your furniture and your child,
it won't help much if you start complaining.
Because if you point out the situation to those officials,
they say: I'm sorry, you are at the back of the list.
And then they think contentedly of their own beautiful house,
of their job and their car, of the television at home.