Remember Home

Remember Home

Remember home,my little tiny baby that rocked my arms with crackling laughter,remember home.

My eaglet has become eagle,hunting for good

For life in the city.

I wish you to fly,

So high and higher,into the sky,also,remember to fly low to the path leads you home.

I know you want to make me proud ,remember the path that leads home.

Aint getting young anymore,gray hairs have filled every spore on my head and body.

I look at the road

At the sun rise,

Wait at the road at sunset.

Waiting for you,waiting to see much my little eaglet had grown into.

Remember home,far and high you may fly,remember that path that shared your childhood memories.

The garden still remembers your footsteps ,boss,your dog still wait at the path's shoulder waiting for you.

Son,home is a beautiful place of refuge,when life's war becomes tough,rough ,remember home.

When the sky becomes hot and hostile ,come and wait.

When life-hunters comes with bullet and guns ,son fly home for your good and safety.

My arms are still open

Waiting for my eagle to rest his head on my shoulder ,my arms are home for you.

I wish you to fly,

So high and higher,into the sky,also,remember to fly low to the path leads you home.

I look at the road

At the sun rise,

Wait at the road at sunset

Waiting for you.

Telephone,post office and telegram dont work in the countryside anymore.

My arms are still open

Waiting for my eagle to rest his head on my shoulder ,my arms are home for you.