There is a picture that I want to be treasured
It's my mother's smiling face in my dream
There is a yearning, always want to sing
It's my dream to see my mother and play with me
Ah, the longer we are apart, the more empty we are
How I want to be by my mother's side forever
Ah, all over the world
Ah, home is home
Only when we have our mother's home can we have the desire to go home
There is a kind of tenderness that condenses into strength
It's my mother's kind eyes in my dream
There is a beauty that cannot be stopped
It's my dream to see my mother by my side
Ah, ordinary daily life has become a dream
Even mother's nagging words become a sweet symphony
Ah, the bitterest regret
Ah, actually, I don't need to talk about it
Don't wait to see your mother only in your dreams
Ah, ordinary daily life has become a dream
Even mother's nagging words become a sweet symphony
Ah, the bitterest regret
Ah, actually, I don't need to talk about it
Don't wait to see your mother only in your dreams
Don't wait to see your mother in your dream
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