From a Distant Road, I Write a Letter
On the paper of my heart,
Hoping the wind will carry it
And place it in my mother’s hands.
Hello to my mother,
A mother with hands worn and rough,
The one caught in the net of fate,
With a heart that's broken enough.
I miss you, Mother.
Mother, where are you?
Mother, where are you?
For years, I've been restless,
So restless without you.
Every day, my habit remains—
Eyes filled with longing and pain.
I miss you, Mother.
Mother, where are you?
Mother, where are you?
The sound of my heart overflows with sorrow,
Yet it's given itself to your love tomorrow.
Your memories still burn bright and true—
I long for you, my everything, too.
The flowers of your memory bloom like a field,
Your scent forever with me sealed.
Mother, where are you? Where are you?
Without you, I have no peace to yield.
Every day, my habit remains—
Eyes filled with longing and pain.
I miss you, Mother.
Mother, where are you?
Mother, where are you?