O' Mother! Tell me!
How do you handle such a hectic schedule?
From watering the plants to handling the mess,
To being criticised for being jobless all over again?
O' Mother! Tell me!
Why should you suffer so much!
Just for me?
At last you've given birth to me,
Even if you're treated unfairly!
O' Mother! Tell me!
Why do you give yourself so much pain!
I see you by the nightstand weeping,
Hoping everything will be okay one day.
O' Mother! Tell me!
Am i not a good kid?
For I've never been able to stand up for you,
Yet you take care of me with grace.
O' Mother! My Mother!
Tell me how I get rid of your pain!
Tell me how I get rid of all your sorrows,
And exchange them with happiness all over again!