Thousands of kilos the way you go, for my son's sake.
My dear mother, still running even though the sole of the foot full of pus-filled blood.
like the air of love you give, I can not afford to repay your mother's coat .. Mom ..
Want me to close and cry on your lap Until I fell asleep
like my childhood ..
Then praying
flowing in my body ..
I can not afford to reply ..
Mother.. mother..