When aurora’s glancing,
Parting the veil of the night,
A Balmy breeze was fanning.
I saw your first sight;
Mother, you’re gently smiling.

When storms were howling;
Shattering sand houses,
Losing our balance,
We both together, sister,
Rebuilt dream palaces.

When the spring’s blooming,
With rainbow hues, brilliant,
Bird opera’s rhyming.
You became my wife,
For the rest of my life.

When white snow’s falling,
Winter wind’s blowing,
Making the leaves dropping,
You are by me, daughter;
Only unshed blossom blooming.

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