Lyrics of a Qing's wait for me to go home(a qing deng wo hui jia ge ci )

The memory is still in my mind

What did you look like when you were young

It's two thirty in the morning in the city

I can't dream of your smile

My mother has been working hard all these years

Wrinkles covered his face

Can't see the sun in the city clearly

Your warm smile is my strength

I just want to go back to that place

Holding your hand to chat with you

I just want to come back to you

Don't let you worry about it

Wait for me to come home

Look at the pictures you sent

Mother has white hair again

I've tasted the bitterness outside

Or is your meal the sweetest and most fragrant

I just want to go back to that place

Holding your hand to chat with you

I just want to come back to you

Don't let you worry about it

I just want to go back to that place

Holding your hand to chat with you

I just want to come back to you

Don't let you worry about it

Wait for me to come home

Chinese PinYin : A Qing Deng Wo Hui Jia Ge Ci