Mother love has deleted his old world, is the life of the first gray
Love me not just end at dusk boundary, but continues growing with each passing period
My fingers counting the pulse time passed, I realized without the blue one day my nan wait
The blessing of the Lord keenly felt combined with his time, until I beg millions hope for mothers
Tomorrow, on Mother's Day ... There's nothing like a special gift for him
Only gifts of prayer in Sujudku capable dedicate my mom made
Although my prayer that the chain is not as beautiful lyric poet, but the parcel was decorated with sincerity of heart prayer
Under the under the night sky, paved expanse long sajadah
Gift of prayer for my mother assemble humility 'asthma while glorifying Him
Gift of prayer for my mother to believe in his residence that night time
From behind cahya moon that night, looked the mother's face covered proud smile and emotion
I hug tightly to her mother saying for a long time "May God be with the mother"