Lyrics - Your hands carried me

🎵 Your Hands Carried Me

Khmer Style

"A powerful tribute to a mother’s tireless love, whose worn hands carried her child through hardship, sacrifice, and enduring strength."

She woke before the city light, Worked through days and sleepless nights. Mopping floors in homes not ours, Cooking meals beneath silver chandeliers. She never let me see her pain, But I heard it in the falling rain. Each step she took, each breath she gave, A mother’s love, too strong to break. Her hands were rough, her eyes were tired, Yet every touch was filled with fire. A woman who gave, but never asked, A love that time could not outlast. Her hands carried me through every storm, Through hunger, through nights so worn. She built a life with hands so strong, A heart that bled, but still held on. Through the sorrow, through the rain, She bore the loss, she took the pain. Yet love still found her, in a man who stayed, A second chance, a brighter day. Her hands were rough, her eyes were tired, Yet every touch was filled with fire. A woman who gave, but never asked, A love that time could not outlast. Now I stand with open eyes, Her story written in the sky. Through every tear, through every fall, She gave me love—she gave it all. *"អ្នកម៉ែ, ខ្ញុំស្រឡាញ់អ្នក"* (*"Mother, I love you"*) Her hands once rough, now soft with years, Yet still, they wipe away my tears. She carried me, she let me grow, A mother’s love I’ll always know. A mother’s love I’ll always know. One day I’ll leave, but not too far, Your love will guide me like a star. If you should miss me, just know this truth: I was blessed to walk this life with you. I’ll carry your strength in all I do, Every breath, a part of you. You gave me more than I could see— I was lucky, Mum, that your hands carried me. "ម៉ែ, អ្នកនឹងនឹកខ្ញុំ។ ខ្ញុំសំណាងដែលបានជាកូនអ្នក។"

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