Good mother, old mother, the dusk has arrived at such an hour
The road has been blocked at such an hour
Close the cold cheek of the window glass
I know my mother is wading through the crowd and walking home. Oh, old mother, the sky has turned dark.
Hey, old mother, why haven’t we seen your return?
My grandparents are in the house. Trying to sleep
My father and younger siblings listened carefully to the door
The fire torch gave me a generous gift of red light
O old mother, why haven’t we seen your return yet? Streetcars are speeding by
Close to the window glass
Our noses vibrated slightly
The rain started to fall
What if you die
Good mother
What if you die? Oh, old mother, it’s already dark.
Hey, old mother, why didn’t we see your return?
Elders Waiting for what they are thinking in the house
Serene as the cups and plates on the dinner table that we have counted many times
The songs of my brothers and sisters flow into the distance
Is it the old mother? When disaster strikes, you are no longer there. The crowd is surging and the rain is falling
Good mother, you find yourself knocked down by a car
You close your eyes and endure the silence
Children came from afar and then stood upright and howled
Oh our young and good mother, old mother
Do you really want to shake our outstretched hands away and then the door opened and the steps were messy
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Our old mother stood in front of us
She said she dropped by so-and-so’s house
She said so-and-so greeted her father and asked him to choose a day to stay.
< p>She turned sideways and smiled at the dazed childrenBent down to dry their eyes. Our good mother, we are so happy that you are back
Please forgive our children's momentary illusions.
We won in the fight with the devil
We protected our mother even though she didn’t know it
At that moment we thought that our good mother could not Die
She can't die. What will we do if she dies