Lyrics of Zheng Bingbing's "guitar playing and singing Demo: mother's eyes"

Mom's eye G

Main song 1

When you pick up

Needle and thread in my memory

But I found your eyes

Time changes

Main song 2

The childhood one

Sewn and mended clothes

It's still hanging out

The Yellow past

Transition 1

Let my hand when I was a child

Hold you, mom

At this intersection of youth

You've led me like this

Transition 2

Slowly blurred is the past

What's clear is today

Glasses set up with ears

I can hear and see

Chorus 1

Mom's eyes, mom's face

There is a song singing at mom's feet

The smiling face beside the sewing machine

Chorus 2

Mom's eyes, mom's face

Mother's hands have cocoons that can't be worn off

Like the silent praise of years

Chorus 3

Mom's eyes, mom's face

The course of the gully outlines the warm scene

My eyes are red and beautiful

ending

My mother made me grow up

To be with you

One day when we grow up, the children who have sewing machines at home,

When I saw my mother pick up the needle and thread in her memory, the needle movement became slower and slower,

It's more and more difficult to see the eye of the needle. At this time, we often take the initiative to help.

Because there are fewer and fewer people mending clothes,

So whenever I see my mother pick up the needle and thread,

It is easy to think of the clothes sewn in childhood,

Also yellowing the past, the patch is still clearly visible in the eyes.

In the twinkling of an eye, I found that the clothes in the photo were yellow and old. I grew up and my mother was old.

The thin hands are getting rough until they are full of cocoons,

But what remains unchanged is the smiling face beside the sewing machine.

When I was young, my mother took care of me,

Through that happy childhood.

Just like you used to lead me to the intersection of youth.

Although mother's face is full of furrows and wrinkles, but in the contrast of time lens, the warmth is not reduced.

Every frame comes into my eyes. My eyes are my mother's,