Mother

母親    Mǔqīn                                                                                                                           
你入学的新书包 有人给你拿             Nǐ rùxué de xīn shūbāo   yǒurén gěi nǐ ná

你雨中的花折伞 有人给你打             nǐ yǔzhōng de huā zhé sǎn   yǒu rén gěi nǐ dǎ
你爱吃的那三鲜馅 有人给你伴         nǐ ài chī dì nà sān xiān xiàn  yǒurén gěi nǐ bàn
你委曲的泪花 有人给你擦                 nǐ wěiqū de lèihuā  yǒurén gěi nǐ cā
啊…这个人就是娘 这个人就是妈      a… Zhège rén jiùshì niáng  zhège rén jiùshì mā
这个人给了我生命 给我一个家         zhège rén gěile wǒ shēngmìng  gěi wǒ yīgè jiā
啊…不管你走多远 啊无论你在干啥  a… Bùguǎn nǐ zǒu duō yuǎn  a wúlùn nǐ zài gàn shà
到什么时候也离不开咱的妈              dào shénme shíhòu yě lì bù kāi zán de mā
你身在那他乡中  有人在牵挂            nǐ shēn zài nà tāxiāng zhōng   yǒurén zài qiānguà
你回到那家里边  有人沏热茶            nǐ huí dào nà jiālǐ bian     yǒurén qī rè chá
你躺在那病床上  有人掉眼泪            nǐ tǎng zài nà bìngchuáng shàng  yǒurén diào yǎnlèi
你露出那笑容时  有人乐开花            nǐ lùchū nà xiàoróng shí   yǒurén lè kāihuā
 
啊….这个人就是娘                            a…. Zhège rén jiùshì niáng
啊…这个人就是妈                             a… Zhège rén jiùshì mā
这个人给了我生命 给我一个家       zhège rén gěile wǒ shēngmìng  gěi wǒ yīgè jiā
啊不管你多富有 无论你官多大       a bùguǎn nǐ duō fùyǒu  wúlùn nǐ guān duōdà
到什么时候也不能忘咱的妈            dào shénme shíhòu yě bùnéng wàng zán de mā

Mother                                                                                                                                    
The new bag you go to school there is some one fetch
Your umbrellas in the rain someone open for you
your favorite three stacking cake some one providing it accompany you
You wronged tears, someone wipe for you
Ah … this person is our mother, this person is mum
This person gave me life,  gave me a home
Ah … no matter how far you go, whether what you’re doing
We were Inseparable from our mother
You were in that foreign land, someone concerned and care
You come back home, someone brew hot tea
You’re lying in the hospital bed, some one falling tears
When you reveal smile, some one very happy
Ah … this person is our mother, this person is mum
This person gave me life,  gave me a home
Ah.. no matter how rich you are, no matter how high your official degree
Untill any time we can not forget our mother

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