I Am Not Nostalgic Person.

I am not nostalgic person though my past still clings to me And I still hear the chaffinch singing on the leafy alder tree And though he sings in a green valley more than half a World away He is near me very near me in my heart he sings today. I am not nostalgic person though for my Homeland I've shed tears When I'd come home from the bar room and had drunk too many beers And the next day I remember at my conduct I felt shame And of course I found the scapegoat 'twas the liquor was to blame. I am not nostalgic person for my Homeland I don't pine It's a problem with some migrants but such problem is not mine If I constantly felt homesick I would buy my ticket home But I harbour no such feelings and nostalgia I've outgrown I am not nostalgic person I am not afraid to say That I like the Land I live in though my Homeland's far away But I still can hear the dipper where the river meets the rill And I still can hear the skylark pipe above the bracken hill. I am not nostalgic person I don't pine for my Homeland But why some people feel so homesick not so hard to understand In their new Land they can't settle 'for awhile I felt that way' But the yearning that I felt then with me did not seem to stay.