Mom in the Candlelight
Mom, I want to say to you,
The words are on my lips but I swallow them,
Mom, I want to say Smiling at you, but with tears in my eyes.
Oh mother, mother in the candlelight,
Your black hair is covered with frost,
Oh mother, mother in the candlelight,
Your cheeks are printed with so much concern.
Oh mother, mother in the candlelight,
Your waist is no longer straight and straight from fatigue,
Oh mother, mother in the candlelight,
Why have your eyes lost their brilliance?
Mom, my daughter has grown up.
I don’t want to hold your clothes through the spring, autumn, winter and summer.
Oh mother, mother in the candlelight,
Your waist is no longer straight and straight from fatigue,
Oh mother, mother in the candlelight,
Why have your eyes lost their brilliance?
Mom, my daughter has grown up.
I don’t want to hold your clothes through the spring, autumn, winter and summer.
Oh, mom, believe me,
A daughter will have her own daughter's reward.
Oh, mom, believe me,
A daughter will have her own daughter's reward.