This is the house
Full of memories and joys
Cause the one who built it
Is who the family still misses

My mother lives in this house
My brothers lived in this house
My sisters lived in this house
My father built this house

This house is his memory
We still keep
I love this home
This is where I belong

Some people feel sorry for me
When they see this house
I don’t know how I look
That they think it does not suit me

I remember one girl
My classmate at secondary school
She asked me, when she found me there
“Is this where you live?”

I said “yes” with pride
She was surprised
I guess she did not expect me
To come from this house.

I can’t change anything
I can only rehabilitate it
To make it a real home
‘Cause this is where I belong.