Lyrics of "mother and son love" by thirteen wolves

My mother is pulling me up

Mother, you scold me with tears

My mother is pulling me up

Mother, you are suffering

My mother is pulling me up

Break your heart

My mother is pulling me up

Mother, your hair turns grey

I remember when I was a kid

Sick in my mother's arms

My mother cried and my son cried

Crying back to see the disease

My mother is ill and carries it by herself

My son is sick, and I feel pain in my mother's heart

My mother is ill and carries it by herself

My son is sick, and I feel pain in my mother's heart

The moon comes out

Mother sews clothes for her son

The stars come out

Coax the baby to nurse, toss till dawn

I wake up early in the morning and call my mother

Warm clothes

Mother puts it on for her son

Call mother when you come home from school

Hot steamed bun

The mother put it in her hand

My waist and legs are not very good

What can I do for you

Mother, you always say idle is idle

Busy all day long

Two lines of tears

Mother's pain, son's filial piety and respect

Two lines of tears

Mother's pain, son's filial piety and respect

Mother