Not now but in the coming years
It may be when we have grown
We will read the meaning of the tears
We shade for mathematics
In future we will understand
We will know why our mathematics
Teacher use to shout
Why he frowned not smiled
Each time we did not pay attention
Sometimes in future we will understand
Why we had to practice all the time
Why we had to receive Cain and scolding
Why we had to stay longer in school. When we should
Have been playing with friends
In the future we will understand
Why we have to do corrections
Why we have to balance every equation
Why we have to read every point of the graph
In future we will understand