Mother ...
is a woman who always stand when I'm in the crib
when my legs have not been able to stand
when my stomach feels hungry and thirsty
when I woke again in the morning, afternoon and evening
Mother ...
have I looked at your face at a time when sleep
There are light-filled with the pleasure
there is light filled with patience
there is light filled with love and affection
rays are exhausted because I
Mother ...
you cry for me
thou sad because I
you suffer as I
you skinny because I
you sacrifice everything for me
Mother ...
thank have ye gone unrequited
thank have ye not bought
righteousness without end
matchless righteousness
beautifully painted righteousness in heaven
mother
Wherever you hujamkan eyes
tuk against the sun
Wherever you're pounding your feet
tuk oppressive Earth
Wherever you solidified your heart
tuk vanquished the time
mother
Wherever you spend so much time
just keeping my tuk
Wherever you flung your interests
only tuk care of
mother.
This brokenhearted ...... see you cry
ruined this sport to see you hurt
This penance when you were gone
Mother ...
only prayer that can dedicate to you
because of your righteousness
gone unrequited
Only tears as witness
the taste of love for you
is a woman who always stand when I'm in the crib
when my legs have not been able to stand
when my stomach feels hungry and thirsty
when I woke again in the morning, afternoon and evening
Mother ...
have I looked at your face at a time when sleep
There are light-filled with the pleasure
there is light filled with patience
there is light filled with love and affection
rays are exhausted because I
Mother ...
you cry for me
thou sad because I
you suffer as I
you skinny because I
you sacrifice everything for me
Mother ...
thank have ye gone unrequited
thank have ye not bought
righteousness without end
matchless righteousness
beautifully painted righteousness in heaven
mother
Wherever you hujamkan eyes
tuk against the sun
Wherever you're pounding your feet
tuk oppressive Earth
Wherever you solidified your heart
tuk vanquished the time
mother
Wherever you spend so much time
just keeping my tuk
Wherever you flung your interests
only tuk care of
mother.
This brokenhearted ...... see you cry
ruined this sport to see you hurt
This penance when you were gone
Mother ...
only prayer that can dedicate to you
because of your righteousness
gone unrequited
Only tears as witness
the taste of love for you
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