Mother’s joy
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My arms got strong my mom,
I am fluttering up in the sky,
I am not any more your baby-bird,
Who’s falling dawn the nest some day!
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Pecking everywhere through the world,
Getting very tired of it, my mother,
Here, I am back again……
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I found you talking to the God!
At my lovely corner where I used to sleep,
You’re carving in my absences.
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Just you saw me at the door,
Your face got cheerful and delighted,
Throwing away the loneliness and embarrasements,
Overjoyed as you were a young woman,
Saying with warmth: Let’s dance, My darling son!
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