In your smile, you hide your fatigue
Suffered day and night, befall you
not for a second, stop your step
To be able, Give me a new hope, for me
A Piece of Cake, always coming to you
a glimmer of insults, no matter to you
always you keep step, for my future
looking for, new hope again, for your son
Not a bunch of Gold, you expect, in my success
not the roll of money, which you ask, in my success
not a bronze, in my triumph
but, your heart's desire, make me happy
And, always you say to me
I love you now, and when I'm no longer with you
I love you, my son, with my sincerity
When I look closely at the corner of your eye
Saved deep suffering
I know there are many tears left for us your son
The tears we've done
mother
You always wish we were your number one son
But we often resist and neglect your commands
We always make you sad
From now on I'm determined to wipe away the water of your eyes ...
and replace it with jokes and laughter
Thank you mom
You will never be replaced in the hearts of our children