Hero's Soup

Father, I am the son of a father
So I want to know

Dad has hangover soup every morning
I don't like it because it's spicy
But Dad seems to like it

I can't understand, even though my mouth is short
Why do we eat the same food
I don't know why we eat it every day

I don't know
Your hangover soup
Until my eyebrows are soaked
Swallow the broth

The red, spicy, and hot-looking broth
After swallowing it
I remembered your sigh
For some reason

Always just expecting
I didn't know anything, I didn't know
When will I be able to know
The meaning of that coolness every day

(I still don't know) Warm hangover soup
That hangover soup
If I could melt even the cold sigh

Warm hangover soup
That hangover soup
Hangover soup
If that became comforting

Last night, the long worry
In the suit my father wore
My heart full of worries

At that moment, I hope that meaning
Is happiness
That hope is my goal
I think about that

I recently realized my father's hangover soup
I thought it wouldn't have any special meaning
But I think that meaning won't be insignificant
Will I also understand that meaning later on?

Always just expecting
I didn't know anything, I didn't know
When will I be able to know
The meaning of that coolness every day

(I still don't know) Warm hangover soup
That hangover soup
If I could melt even the cold sigh

Warm hangover soup
That hangover soup
Hangover soup
If that became comforting

Father, I am the son of a father
So I know
So I can know

Father, I am the son of a father
So I know
So I can know

Father, I am the son of a father
So I know
So I can know

Father, I am the son of a father
So I know
So I can know