From my birth to death, it's from you I snatch

But you never chase me, neither do you catch

You've let me grow, you let me to live

But I've left you hollow, I've left you to strive.

Smoke from chimneys, chemicals on soil

Must have left you exhausted, must have left you to boil

Fatigued air in lungs and weary water in pot

I've now realized, it matters a lot.

From my part, I now swear

I won't leave you exhausted, I won't leave you bare

I'll try best not to let sewage in water's flow

Now it's my turn to let you live, it's my turn to let you grow.