How my own mother saw me off

A mother is crying and sobbing outside the window
– her mother is escorting her son to war.…
She cant sleep, she cant lie down until dawn,
shed like to see her son until shes full…

I packed my duffel bag and packed it,
Didnt you forget anything?
And here, in the corner, there is a place,
Ill put my heart here.

If something happens to my son
, hell start up and knock.
If he gets sick, is zealous, or cries
, Ill find out everything about my son.

Well, if youre in a distant land,
your son will feel very lonely -
he will cling to my heart,
remember the house and his porch.

When the bad comes close,
He will not be alone, but with me.
On his last battlefield
, my heart aches, it aches…

If death embraces him,
I can lie next to my son.,
And snuggle up one last time.,
To sing goodbye to my son…

The mother woke up from her reverie,
and, looking at her son, smiled:
"You will come back to spite all the separations,
And my heart is my guarantee!"

A mother is crying and sobbing outside the window
– her mother is escorting her son to war.…
She cant sleep, she cant lie down until dawn,
shed like to see her son until shes full…