The day I arrived my hometown after 25 years
I cried, I wept uncontrollably
The story is I left my hometown on October 5th,
1988
With a great expectation, hoping to see my families back
With victory over the military government
But that dream could never come true
Our house, which used to be filled with laughter
Now so quiet and no one to fill in the empty space
Dad and mom where are you?
Your son has returned home with no one to welcome
him
The only thing I could do was
Weep as much as I could quietly
So I wept and wept and wept!
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