1, mom!
The wind and rain in the sky are coming,
The bird hides in its nest;
The storm in my heart is coming,
I only hide in your arms.
2. Creator
If in eternal life,
There is only one blissful promise,
I want to sincerely beg:
"I'm in my mother's arms,
Mom's on the boat,
The ship is at sea in the moonlight. "