MOM ... your hair is starting to turn white
Your skin is no longer tight
Your vision is no longer bright
Your path is now rocking
But .. what's seen
All that you have never felt
All that you never care about
I see it all for the sake of your son
Along the way you earn a fortune
All the time you count
How much profit you can today
Tuk pay all your weary
You can no longer tell the difference
Where is day, where is night
The spirit beat your trembling legs
And all your tiredness
It's all ... for whom?
Just for your son
The child you dreamed of becoming a great person
Reached a stack
MOM ... until whenever,
Your son will never forget
For all services, prayers and suffering
The sweat you shed
MOM ... you're too big, sacrificed
Only heaven deserves your sincere pay
Only God is worthy of looking after you
The world and the akherat ...
MOTHER...
Your son always misses you
Do'a in every blow of this breath
Thank you ... MOM, for all your sincerity
