Young green leaf,
Why did you leave the tree?
True, it was in a lonely corner,
True, sunshine and water were not aplenty,
But you were not dying.
Discontent filled your days there,
Your heart ached for a lively corner,
For more water and sunshine,
For greener, stronger and taller trees.
You have taken the flight today,
Severed the bond in search of new ties,
But this is not the world for you,
No arms are spread out for you.
In new world you have no place,
To old world you cannot return,
Your fate is to lie on the ground,
Ready to be trampled by passers-by,
Ready to be tossed around by winds.
You must turn pale and wither away,
Young leaf, you are a victim of your greed.