Tears…instrument for Reflection - Lament

In the reflection, all I can see

is the vain face of loneliness

Hate reigns in my eyes,

fed by their anger

I want to wake up

I want to wake up in Heaven

The place Mom told me about

The place where she’s gone to

The place Mom told me about

The place where she’s gone to

Where my dreams

Where my dreams live forever

Where my dreams live!

What would life be like?

What would life be like without taunting?

What is it like?

What is it like not to hear their laughter?

Mother, you’ll only know

Love is gone

Love has left my hands

Gone to the place where my dreams live

The reflection wakes me up to the place

The reflection wakes me up

Mother, I forgive you for giving life in this world

Today I go back to their mocking in times of trouble

Your loving memory defends me

I remember you, your beauty inside me