Tonight, I see those stars keep sparkling in the delicate sky.
Their light guides a young lad to go home.
The remnant of moonlight crawls over his head.
It's light pours his sweat running through his hairy cheek.
He sighs a relieve when an old lady stands by the door
Tonight, I see an old lady with shabby cardigan smile to his son
She welcomes him and sweep his sweat with the butt of cardigan
She says "Every sweat you drop is the most fragrant perfume for an old lady called Mama."
He kisses her wrinkled hand and says "the warmth of your hand keeps me and my three two siblings survive"
Tonight, the wings of a pair of butterfly stop flapping
They sleep beneath the spell of Miraposa
Tomorrow, they are ready to amaze the world again
MH
Bangbayang 06.46 a.m
For those who struggle
Their light guides a young lad to go home.
The remnant of moonlight crawls over his head.
It's light pours his sweat running through his hairy cheek.
He sighs a relieve when an old lady stands by the door
Tonight, I see an old lady with shabby cardigan smile to his son
She welcomes him and sweep his sweat with the butt of cardigan
She says "Every sweat you drop is the most fragrant perfume for an old lady called Mama."
He kisses her wrinkled hand and says "the warmth of your hand keeps me and my three two siblings survive"
Tonight, the wings of a pair of butterfly stop flapping
They sleep beneath the spell of Miraposa
Tomorrow, they are ready to amaze the world again
MH
Bangbayang 06.46 a.m
For those who struggle
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