Ningyangwungkhai Muinao
Voyaging through the cycle of breathe, Developing day after days, month after months, Maturing and growing to see the glow, Evolving and passing through the stage of changes, Oh! Many curious eye anticipate to see your sweet apparatus Many hopes and dreams to cherish and accouter; Unknown and unseen yet thou enchant and captivate the heart. Time is near for thee to see the realm man long to live on. Aye! This pain and pang with what I compare: This moment ever haunt me till my grave, I failed in life but my weaknesses failed thee. Oh! This misery of poor and penury, this life of enability. Before the curious eyes see the glow, Before those little limbs walk and run, Before those anxious desire and crave, Unleashed and learned the art of life, Silently, fade away in those dark shade. Before uttering "ma-pa" thou mute and mum. Before the tender skin, bones and muscles matured, Thou turn stiff and cold like rocks. Never will I know what thee love and adore. Never will I know what you prefer and crave, Alone thou walk away without a word for me to retain. Forgive me for I couldn't bought thee your breathe, Forgive me for I couldn't reached out my hand; When thou suffocate and battling to breathe. In those dark shade you struggle alone to see the sun rise, How careless and selfish am I, to left thee behind, When though struggling to see millions light laid in sky. To feel and breath the fresh air the Mother nature bestow. Thou might called out my name before the tender soul stopped, To let thee witness the colorful creation of Creator. Ah! My son I couldn't effort the price for thee to see the light.
