Two big arms to abandon myself in
If I was a little scared at night
Deep eyes for which I was an open book
Without saying even a word
She had a thousand good ways to wake me up
When I didn't want to go to school
And I wondered while looking at her feet
"Why doesn't this angel fly?"

Moms dream
Moms age
Moms love themselves
But they love you more

And so small
I would have faced the world
Woe to those who approach and touch her
And what sweet words like those baked cakes
That made my mouth water
She tucked me up to my nose in the blankets
If it rained I was a little scared
And I dove into her bed with open arms
At every loud thunder she held me tight

Moms dream
Moms age
Moms love themselves
But they love you more

Moms look at an airplane in the sky
And that train on the railway
They talk and dream of the son who is far away
In front of a photograph
Moms cry and wipe their glasses
While the years go by
If you think about when they held your hand
It seems like yesterday, what melancholy

Moms dream
Moms age
Moms love themselves
But they love you more

Moms dream, mm-mm
Moms age
But they love you more

Moms dream
Moms age
Moms love themselves
But they love you more

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