爸，我回來了 [Ba, Wo Hui Lai Le] [English translation]

I often hear talk that the war will bring about peace

Why do I see my dad constantly hitting my mom?

Just because he gets drunk, he takes it out on my mom

I really can’t bear to watch it, thinking I’m not man enough

Since I was young I only had Mom’s affection

Why is my dad so violent?

If I really had a pair of wings, two pairs of wings

And could leave anytime, leave secretly

I’d definitely take my mom away

My education from when I was little, other people’s families

Other people’s dads, there has to be a reason for all of the violence

But... neither Mom nor I were wrong. I’m ashamed to have called you “Dad.”

Dad, I’m back

“Don’t hit my mom like that again.”

Will you listen to what I say?

“Don’t hit my mom like that again.”

Can it be your hands don’t hurt?

I returned home so I could prevent everything

Let our family go back to the sweetness of the past, the sweet fragrance of happiness

Even though this is a truth that I’ve made up

A bit ironic, a bit sour

But it does happen in this happy society, people can relate

Using the obvious signs to stop all violence

Tears followed the musical notes absorbing the bloody emotions

Since I was young you told me to learn from you, put you as my model

So many delusions

Mom often tells me

“Be good, listen to your dad.” You tell me, how can I be like you?

Go away

“Don’t hit my mom like that again.”

Will you listen to what I say?

“Don’t hit my mom like that again.”

Can it be your hands don’t hurt?

“Don’t hit my mom like that again.”

Can it be your hands don’t hurt?

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one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight

I call you dad, you hit my mom

Is this right? Why do you have to be like this?

Why let alcohol lead you to act blindly?

I tell you, but you still don’t listen. Listen

We’re the ones in pain. Pain

Don’t hit my mom like that again.