Dreaming of your sallow and emaciated face
I dreamed that I used my hands.
Gently along your cheek.
Touch, and this action.
You were born after me.
Every inch of my body
How many times? How many times?
What a simple action.
My feelings for my daughter.
I see, that is love.
That's great' fatherly love'
That's comfort, worry, expectation, concern-
What a simple action.
I know, there is no need to pay back.
And I ignored it.
How important is this?
It is difficult for children to move their parents.
Until last night, I felt guilty.
Until last night, this wish came true.
I use my hands.
Touch your old face
You've been gone for so many years.
I can finally touch your face.
In a wonderful dream
I was in tears.