In crying and laughing.
I'm coming.
It's just a flower.
Mom waited a long time for this.
Deduct the exquisite Vientiane of life!
Mother, there is no fear of wind and rain.
In the eyes of hope and concentration
Just wait for the flowers to bloom.
Facing the fresh world
The lullaby is full of melancholy fragrance,
Mother, open a flower for love.
The sun is shining!