5 Tear-Jerking Songs, Best Vietnamese Blues Music

[Music] Mom sits by the glowing charcoal stove, smoke stings her eyes red. [Music] Strands of hair fall down [Music] white as mist. [Music] All night long, Mom stays up sewing for me, [Music] the sound of the needle clicking like a faint poem. Mom's hands are rough [Music] cracked by the seasons. [Music] Carrying bowls of rice, the whole family endures the rain and wind. Silently [Music] bearing the weight of life on her frail shoulders. Mom, my life owes you a smile. For years through wind and frost, you never rested. Your eyes looking at me are gentle like an oil lamp lighting my way through. The dark days. Even if life knocks me down, you never leave. Just one piece of advice: wherever you go, remember home. Your voice calling in the wind, choked in the middle of the night, is a quiet sorrow that follows me through life. Mom's hands tremble, but remain strong. Even when darkness falls, [Applause] a mother's love never fades. [Music] Ah [Music] [Applause] [Music] [Music] Mom, my life owes you a smile. For years through wind and frost, you never rested. Your eyes looking at me are gentle like an oil lamp lighting my way through. The dark days. [Applause] Even if life knocks me down, you never leave. Just one piece of advice: wherever you go, remember home. Your voice calling in the wind, choked in the middle of the night, is a quiet sorrow that follows me through life. [Music] [Music] I grew up in a small house. Carrying the burden through sun and rain. Your rough hands provided food and shelter, sweat dripping onto the path of life. Dad, with his back to me, walked slowly, silent, not saying a word. [Applause] For all the good things, Dad never complained, hoping I would become a good person. [Applause] Late at night, Mom sews clothes while Dad still sits counting every penny. A whole life spent earning meager rice, hiding all the bitterness inside. [Music] Dad, with his back to me, walked slowly.