eomma. a song that brought to tears even if i don't understand. it's beautiful. when i heard this song, i thought about all the things i've done with my family. happy, and sad. eomma. appa. jeongmal mianhae. for being a bad child. i know i don't do much at home. i know i don't please you much. mianhae.
The first time I met you
Cried right away
How he did it with joy
Sad how he did it
I do not even remember
Because he had to give
Just keep taking haeteotjyo
And you did not know back then to appreciate
Knows nothing made it alive
I call her name
My heart hurts you so long
I can not give up everything more
To miss you,
I can not tell what
My Mother Mother
Oh why does it seem the tears
The most precious beautiful than anyone else
You, my, my mother
Hostile takeovers should know better now I know
Woosyeotjyo dying for me a lot
Lois, what was then
How many times did it
I do not even remember
Do not too impressed with my little gift
You told me the gift of the world
I'll know I'll do well
I call her name
My heart hurts you so long
I can not give up everything more
To miss you,
I can not tell what
My Mother Mother
Oh why does it seem the tears
The most precious beautiful than anyone else
You, my, my mother
You can not remember the first appearance of
Until his dying day that you remember the last scene
I do my all my heart to love
I call her name
My heart hurts you so long
I can not give up everything more
To miss you,
I can not tell what
My Mother Mother
Oh why does it seem the tears
The most precious beautiful than anyone else
You, my, my mother
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