At my house
I was always all alone
Dad went to work
Whenever I asked him where he was going
It was always “Working”
Choco Pie and a glass of milk
On my desk in the morning
My dad, who left for work at dawn
I remember my young self
Waiting for my pocket [money]
Mom, dad, hyung
I’m the youngest, the cutie
I remember myself in those days
I remember
Let’s be happy
Let’s be happy
Let’s not be hurt, let’s not be hurt
Let’s be happy, let’s be happy
Let’s not be hurt, yeah, yeah
I earn [the] money, all the money
I used to say “Mom, just 100 won”
But now my mom, dad, and even my dog
Look to me
I get a call, it’s my mom
Ringringring “Son, are you doing well?”
To the question of where I am
I answer, “Working” ha…
Mom, let’s be happy
Let’s not be hurt, not be hurt
Let’s be happy, let’s be happy
Let’s not be hurt yeah, yeah
Back then, when I was young
I didn’t know anything
That feeling of just watching
Whenever I asked my dad
Where he was, where he was going
He always said working, working
Now I’m there, in that spot
Let’s be happy
Let’s be happy
Let’s not be hurt, let’s not be hurt
Let’s be happy, let’s be happy
Let’s not be hurt, yeah, yeah
