With pleasures and balances,

though we may roam, yet ever so humble there's no place like home.

A child from the sky seems to hallow us there.

which sing through the world, is there that we will sing.

home home

Sweet, sweet home There's no place like home

There's no place like home.

An exile from hope, splendor dazzles in vain.

O give me my holy flesh, Khadija,

The birds singing gaily that came at my call,

He'll be there with a peace of mind nearer than all.

Thank you.

Sweet, sweet home.

There's no place like home.

There's no place like