Like a tree growing up in mountains and fields,
I would like to spread the scent and bear abundant fruit!
Though the worries of this life choke and trouble me,
Mother suffers in my stead and holds me in Her arms.
Mother always welcomes me with bright and gentle smile,
hiding all Her pain and suffering for this sinful child.
Oh Mother, please forgive me, I'm a sinner!
I am thankful for Your mercy from my heart and soul!
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