Does anyone know that dad is waiting for me at home?

People who love me unconditionally like you, and people who often forget you like me.

Still wandering in Egypt, still nostalgic for the feast on the ground.

It suddenly occurred to me that my dad was waiting for me, and the house was brightly lit and warm.

Climb the mountain and cross the river, hurry up,

Dad is waiting for me anxiously at home.

Shame, how many years have passed, shame, how many mistakes have been made,

Dad is telling me to go home quickly. He is waiting for me at home.