I always loved school,I thought I'd enjoy university too,To go on to a master's degree,I dreamed of being a doctor of science!
And today, where are we?!Some in the North and some in the South,Some in the East and some in the West,Instead of a bookWe learn to knead dough,We were steered down a path of no return.We pass our time in flour storerooms,Instead of the lecture hallWe work the dough machines!
Ahh... such a fire burns inside me,Ah, how I long for school!But exile has wasted me away,Sorrow remained my constant companion!
I dreamed of school,I ended up a baker!
