• Porridge
    It's so warm
    It's so soft
    Like a newborn baby's heart

    It's our only food while we're still baby
    The only food while we got an illness
    Like an mother's affection they warmth us
    Like mother's love they comfort us

    Now it's time to fed her back a warm porridge
    A porridge to warmth our mother's heart
    A porridge to make her smile on front of disaster

    Just until she close her eyes
    Until her hands turned cold
    Until she can rest with smile