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A Mother's Love
I am raising you, my child,
among the Kansas wheat fields,
With a smile but I feel so lonely
and empty inside.
Carrying you on my shoulder brings
me warmth,
Under the full moon shining light on the
grass,
full of the autumn dew.
I hear the sounds of my footsteps
echoing in
the empty streets.
My shadow is tottering everywhere. |
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At the age of twenty eight, I witnessed my
love betrayed.
Under the dim light, I felt an immensely
painful anguish
Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter... I sew
pieces of my heart.
To form my love beside you, my beloved
children.
As time goes by, I look on the deceitful
passion.
Feeling the cold wind in my deserted heart.
Standing in the middle of the night, with
bitterness,
I heard the deceitful words of a man who's
lost his soul.
From then on every day after dawn,
I've swallowed the bitter pills brought on
One by one with a gulp of water
My life goes on with a chain of exhausting
days
I laugh a
crisp laugh of a widow long ago
Oh! My love, after years of swallowing my
tears.
I still keep silent
'cause I love my children
so'! |
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