02.AROMA

When mama cuts cucumber,her eyes look at otherside./There is no fear, to get hurt herself./Mama I respect you./When mama makes biscuits, her fingers play like a piano./There is no fail like a teacher./Mama I respect you./As the moon turns around the earth./I feel you always besides me./Mama's AROMA is soap which washing my clothes./When I was baby, was crying, mama smiled to me like an angel./I've been being happy since baby./Mama, I love you./As the moon turns around the earth./I feel you always beside me./Mama's AROMA is smell of the sunflower.