The stars in the sky don't speak, the children on the ground miss their mother
Eyes in the sky blink, mother's heart blink, Lu Binghua
The tea garden in my hometown is full of flowers, and my mother's heart is in the end of the world
Every night I think of my mother's words, shining tears, Lu Binghua
Ah, ah, I think of my mother's words every night, the sparkling tears of Lu Binghua
I think of my mother's tears at night
I know the stars in the middle of the night can sing
On a homesick night, it just sings with me
I know the midnight breeze will sing
The cicada of childhood is always in harmony with the wind
When the hands of the prosperous mood has become desolate
I found that everything in the world will change
When youth is left, Wusi will turn white
Unchanged only that song in the heart back and forth to sing
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