After my father passed away

For the Unknown shore

Forgotten and lost

My roots came back to me

In a suitcase fallen from the sky

Then I remembered

Where I came from

Under the cloud of grief

Under the wave of sorrow

A safety boat called Nostalgia

Would take me to the source

A plane called Back to the earth-cradle

Would cross the sea of memories

I will return to express

My gratitude to the fertile soil of my origins

I will return to express

My gratitude for who I am

A gypsy tree

Dreaming of his branches being wings

To drift with the wind and touch the sky