Missing My Hometown

I couldn't recall its last portrait

People, friends, and even that place where I prayed

Several years have gone down the drain

I begin to wonder, what has already changed

Will it still be cold when dusk bites?

In the pitch-black sky, are there still hanging lights?

Oh how I badly miss my home town!

I would do anything not to let my home down

Kids' laughters, irritating screams

A morning wake-up call during a blissful dream

The scent of the cold and breezy day

In the arms of my grandma, I wish I could stay

Sad memories, roller-coaster rides

I will never forget all of my uphill climbs

Bitter and sweet that's how things were

No matter what, they will never be in a blur