Lyrics of the widow by Mao Amin

Many nights I lay in bed

Live in a house by the sea

Always hear the wind at night

With a whimpering sound across the bed

I was sitting there and I suddenly realized

I had no home. I was alone

Every night I sit there waiting for the dawn

At that time, I always thought that such a life could not go on

Rose slowly climbing the wall

The moss is faster than it

Rose slowly climbing the wall

The moss is faster than it

Little white flowers are my stars that will never move

For many years

The night can never pass

ah

Rose slowly climbing the wall

The moss is faster than it

Rose slowly climbing the wall

The moss is faster than it

Waiting is the galaxy on the loom

Weaving, weaving, weaving boats across the river

There are always people asking me about my wedding date

I said it's going to open after weaving

One after another

One after another, one after another

That's the time