Mother’s love is the umbrella when it is raining

Under the umbrella

There is my small face that won’t be wet

Mother’s love is the string of the kite

At the ends of the earth

It always hovers in my heart

Mother’s love is the rhyme in my childhood

It will never be old in the deep place of my memory

母親的愛是下雨的傘

傘下有我淋不濕的小臉

母親的愛是風(fēng)箏的線

天涯海角總把我心兒牽

母親的愛是童年的歌謠

在我記憶深處永不老