Lyrics of miss my mother by master Yineng

I will be back

Across the sea

I stand on a high hill

Whose call haunts my ears

The wind is blowing head on

Like mom's hand touching my face

My missing flies far away

Like mom in my heart

I miss you so much since I was a child

Mother's white temples became a dream that was hard to realize

But you leave your youth in the eternal moment

How can I repay you

Pray for Buddha and Bodhisattva

Bless mother to be born in the pure land of Buddha

My mother has become a Buddha

Waiting for me to meet there

From now on, don't separate

I will always be the child of Buddha

I will be back

Across the sea

I stand on a high hill

Whose call haunts my ears

The wind is blowing head on

Like mom's hand touching my face

Miss me far away

Like mom in my heart

I miss the present when I was a child

Mother's white temples became a dream that was hard to realize

But you leave your youth in the eternal moment

How can I repay you

Pray for Buddha and Bodhisattva

Bless mother to be born in the pure land of Buddha

My mother has become a Buddha

Waiting for me to meet there

From now on, don't separate

Buddha's child will always be mine

Pray for Buddha and Bodhisattva

Bless mother to be born in the pure land of Buddha

My mother has become a Buddha

Waiting for me to meet there

Never separate from the next

I will always be the child of Buddha