Congratulations on my 64th birthday!
Another year has passed
and my birthday has come again.
This is the day I thank you, daughter.
Without you, I would not be here alive.
This is the day I thank you all, friends,
I don't know how to express my thanks.
This is the day I think of my parents.
This is the day I think of my husband.
This is the day I think about death.
All I want to say is written in this song "going home,"
though I remember only the following:
Going home, going home, I'm going home
Quiet like, some still day, I'm just going home
It's not far, just close by, through an open door,
Work all done, care laid by, going to fear no more,
Mother's there 'specting me, Father's waiting, too.
Lots of folk gather'd there, All the friends I knew.
Tomorrow I am going home---to Niigata.
See you again next week.
This is a birthday present from my dear American
pen pal. Anne,
We have been good friends for 51 years,
though we have never met each other yet.
Another year has passed
and my birthday has come again.
This is the day I thank you, daughter.
Without you, I would not be here alive.
This is the day I thank you all, friends,
I don't know how to express my thanks.
This is the day I think of my parents.
This is the day I think of my husband.
This is the day I think about death.
All I want to say is written in this song "going home,"
though I remember only the following:
Going home, going home, I'm going home
Quiet like, some still day, I'm just going home
It's not far, just close by, through an open door,
Work all done, care laid by, going to fear no more,
Mother's there 'specting me, Father's waiting, too.
Lots of folk gather'd there, All the friends I knew.
Tomorrow I am going home---to Niigata.
See you again next week.
This is a birthday present from my dear American
pen pal. Anne,
We have been good friends for 51 years,
though we have never met each other yet.