When I start earning,
I will build a house,
A house that I will call my home...
I do not dream of grand luxuries.
But—
I will build a home where,
the moment I enter, my heart finds peace.
A home where,
with a single step inside, all restlessness fades away.
A home where,
I can return after fleeing the endless race of the world.
A home where,
beneath its shade, I can gently melt into myself.
A home where,
the winds will greet me with open arms.
A home where,
every corner will whisper a piece of my story.
A home where,
I will not wish to gather myself together,
but simply belong.
A home where,
I will not feel the need to become someone else.
A home where,
I will become truly myself.
A home where,
I will finally be me.