(Verse 1:)
I hope that my old days will not be easy
When I was a little child with my mother
I want to repeat my dear mother's song
Song of love while I'm in the cradle
(Repeat 1)
(Verse 2:)
In my sleep with too much sleep,
My watchman is tala, my guard 'y bitwin,
Life is in the company of mother heaven,
My heart is suffering,
Eager to swing the cradle
(Repeat 1,2)
I wish sleep
In my old cradle mother
Oh, mother...

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