For You Mother
Who increasingly do not commentaryed by my emotions surge
Will I still be asked
When Aura your little grandson was running into heaven
What you had time to wave for him?
Does he still managed to Arm you with a smile and a prayer?
Aura does not yet had time to call
Or sulking in your lap spoiled
But do you sholawat Leave through his ears
Now been echoed in heaven
Also remembrance that you carved in the hearts
Has crowned him among angel
On behalf of the Aura
I apologize to you, Mom
For your grandson is beautiful bedding have been bathed in light
Playing in heaven with various jewels sparkle
Aura no time to accompany the days senjamu
But a cheery smile has been engraved on the walls of heaven
What will we live together skinfold
On behalf of the Aura
ljinkan kubelah apart longing
Between injuries and laughter that continues to scramble to fill the heart
When only the flash of your grandson layover
But so quickly Aura embroidery love
And decorate all your psychic
Forgive your grandson, Mrs.
If you ever accidentally make you awake Aura
And give meaning to your evening with a night-symphonyes
Aura is the star who fell to earth heaven
Who taught love and laughter fortitude on his father's mother
Aura is a pearl heart that longs solace
Come and go with heavenly dew
Give your prayers, Mom
To deliver this on the purity of white jasmine
Although it should be there for thousands of earthquake
Which hit chest .
Mother .. Lulled me in a hug spoiled ..
Bound I am with him ..
Filial duty which I live ..
Thou hast walked in grief and joy ..
Have felt cruel world ..
His heart remains true, however ..
In swing and stroked ..
I wantwas growing ..
I wantcontinued my dreams
long overdue ..
Mother .. Want me serve Song ..
To my mother Your hand is busy all day
Mom did not have much free time
If I invite you to play
You replied "I do not have time, son"
You wash clothes, sew, cook,
All for me ...
But when I showed my story book
You said "Hold on darling ..."
At night you sleeping I
You listen to do'aku .. You put out the lights
Then tiptoe left
If you stay a minute longer ..
Because life is short, like running the Years
The little boy grow so fast
I was no longer in the side of Mother
Whisper my little secrets
Dongengku books somewhere
There would be no more invitations to play
No more kisses Good Night
I heard No longer pray
All belonged to the past
Your hands once busy now silent
The days were long stretches
If only I could go back in time
Warm welcome by my side
Give me the time of your heart....
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