Mother
I still hear your voice deep inside my head
And when I listen I sob on my bed
Now you are gone life is not the same
I still remember clearly you whispering my name.
Sweetly and gently you is how you would call
I can still hear your voice from when I was small
I miss you so much and I cannot hide
The fact you are gone and I am dying inside.
It hurt so badly when I said my goodbyes
I wish that I could turn back the clock of time
When I think of you I'm crying inside
I promised to be strong and hold my head high.
As each day passes it gets harder to do
All I can think of is my life with you
My mother, so dear, so loving and giving
My light went out when you stopped living.
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Guximi, kurreshtja,forca, vullneti dhe dėshira janė armėt kryesore dhe triumfuese nė duart e atij qė dėshiron ta braktis duhanin.
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