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Songs
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Loving mother hand midst
thread
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Travel son body on clothes
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Approaching walk dense dense sew
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Thought fear late late return
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Who speak inch grass heart
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Repay achieve three Spring sunlight
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Wanderer's Song The thread
from a fond mother's hand
Is now in the jacket of
her absent son.
As his departure came near, closer
and closer was the stitching.
Her mind fearing that
his return would be delayed and delayed.
Who says
that the heart of an inch-long plant
Can requite the
radiance of full spring
The
Song Of A Wandering Son
Threads in the
hand of a doting mother
Clothes on the body of
a far-journeying son.
Upon his leaving, she adds one
stitch after another.
Lest happily he may not return
so soon.
Ah! How could the heart of an inch-long
grass
Requite a whole spring's infinite love and
grace?
The Roving
Son Threads in the hand of a doting
mother
Is mover into the roving son's
garments?.
Before he leaves, she makers her stitches
double.
Fearing he will be long in
returning.
However deep his gratitude, how can he
ever
Repay a debt that will bind him always?
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