Mother in law

I came home to my mother to be her daughter-in-law.
Far away, carrying a load, a buffalo, and a plow
A bowl of rice is never full.
Sweat soaks through rainy days

I came back to die when I was still young.
Through poverty, to become a man and a woman
A mother with one hand doing housework
Take care of both near and far filial piety

Now I'm past my youth.
Learn from mother the hard work and worries
Even though there is no more poverty
Still mother among countless private and public

Half of my life I feel embarrassed
Today I want to share
Things I asked my mother before
Rely on your child to keep mother at ease morning and night

Suddenly love mom so much
A lifetime of burdens and worries
Mother accepts blame and criticism
Since I was confused when I became a daughter-in-law

I have never been angry with you.
Because through the waves, the deep river is clear.