I'm going back to my homeland, I'm going back home

To the evergreen terrains, I am returning back

Me and my children, all along

Life in exile is so bitter, we are going back home

I'm going back to my homeland, I'm going back home

To the evergreen terrains, I am returning back

Me and my children, all along

Life in exile is so bitter, I'm going back home

Under the cool shade of those grapevine pergolas

I still remember how we learned our early lessons

I shall never hope to forget how we lived those days

In our humble, quiet and peaceful neighborhoods, I can't forget that