Crying Mother Tears
Tribulation day and night befall you
not for a second stop your step
To be able to give me a new hope
A piece of cake always catches you
as humble as an insult does not matter to you
always keep moving for my future
looking for new hope again for your child
Not a bunch of Gold you expect in my success
not the roll of money you asked for in my success
not a bronze in my victory
but your heart's desire makes me happy
And always you say to me
I love you now and when I'm no longer with you
I love your child with my sincerity