You suffering mothers! Nobody knows your feeling.
In nineteen eighty-nine, your sons do not come back again.
When they meet the army, when they are facing the guns,
Your sons feel the fear, but they still go forward.
They want to realize their dreams in the Tian'anmen Square,
They want to see the hope in the Tian'anmen square,
But they'd never know,
it's the death they are waiting for;
it's the bullet they are waiting for;
it's the bleeding they are waiting for.
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