I drove to my old village where greens are plenty and the birds, the cabbage garden and the musterseed flowers are endless
And my parents at their sunset are living happily waiting endlessly for someone to come and be with them...
I saw the aged face of my father, happy with emotion of living. And my mom she came out of her sickbed and the peace in her face..To see a son
And me leaving behind the carrier run and the competition of being successful, I ran in search of fresh air.
A son running after carrier, the wealth ruthless...
My wife was crying with joy to feel happiness with my old parents and tears came down..
And the birds were singing a song of love. Please hold me tight today.