sorry, mother ..
Your little girl has now grown up
go wander to the big city
and his eyes staring at the world now
trying to survive from every reproach that I got
sorry if it always makes you worry
makes you angry that I do each behavior
never listen to peringatanmu
tried to leave without saying goodbye
but this big city
I feel the longing, the mother.
miss every word that you catapult when angry
miss every hug sorry that I can always
miss greeting 'good night, dear' every night
in any case I remember it up to you
and each given it all I cry
and now from the furthest city that never kuinjakkan feet,
I want to say.
every second I love you, mom