Lyrics of Peng Qing's mother's song

When I was a baby

I haven't learned to speak yet

Little mouth

The first word you spit out is mom

The girl is naughty and disobedient

Play like a clay doll

It's warm in the windy night

Heart gently down

The sun was bending on the ground

I'm not sure if I leave my mother

How complicated the outside world is

We have to face it bravely

When I grow up, when I have a home

I still remember my mother's constant concern

Deep love, full of flowers

I'm looking for another home when I grow up

Only mom is always smiling to see me change

Watch me start again

When I was a baby

I haven't learned to speak yet

Little mouth

The first word you spit out is mom

The girl is naughty and disobedient

Play like a clay doll

It's warm in the windy night

Heart gently down

The sun was bending on the ground

I'm not sure if I leave my mother

How complicated the outside world is

We have to face it bravely

When I grow up, when I have a home

I still remember my mother's constant concern

Deep love, full of flowers

I'm looking for another home when I grow up

Only mom is always smiling to see me change

Watch me start again

When I grow up, when I have a home

I still remember my mother's constant concern

Deep love, full of flowers

I'm looking for another home when I grow up

Only mom is always smiling to see me change

Watch me start again

When I grow up, when I have a home