“Holding tightly to my suitcase, I wander the roads. Feeling alone, not sure where to go. My tiny suitcase here is my only company. This is my only home, the home I can’t escape. Where is my home? Oh where could it be? In such a great world, yet there is nowhere for me. Who can deliver me to the home in my dreams, the one in my drawing, the one of my dreams?” The lyrics express little Wenya’s internal loneliness and pain. Picking up her little case, she constantly moves between the homes of her father, her mother, or her friends and relatives. She has always looked for a warm home and a support for her soul. Finally, she gets her wish when she comes into a home which is filled with peace, happiness, and the sound of laughter and happy voices, and she feels the warmth of home.

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