Verse 1)
From the very first breath in the quiet of night,
A whisper of comfort, a guiding light.
In English, I hold you and look in your eyes,
And whisper, "Thank you, Mom," under the skies.
Across the wide ocean, the feeling’s the same,
Every culture and tongue has a beautiful name.
In Spanish, it’s Mamá, with a love so profound,
“Gracias, Mamá,” for the peace I have found.
In French, you are Maman, the warmth in the cold,
“Merci, Maman,” for the hands that I hold.
(Chorus)
Oh, the love of a mother speaks every tongue,
The oldest of songs that will always be sung.
By any name, you’re the heart, you’re the home,
The anchor that holds us wherever we roam.
To the ones who have loved us since our lives began,
We lift up our voices and say it again:
Thank you, thank you, for all that you do.
(Verse 2)
Travel East to the dawn where the ancient words flow,
A bond just as deep as the centuries show.
In Hindi, you’re Maa, the soul and the guide,
“Dhanyavaad, Maa,” for the strength by my side.
In Mandarin, Māma, the bedrock, the sun,
“Xièxiè, Māma,” for all you have done.
In Arabic, Ommi, a sacred embrace,
“Shukran, Ommi,” for your beauty and grace.
From the warmth of the hearth to the depth of the sea,
Your love is the language that sets my heart free.
(Chorus)
Oh, the love of a mother speaks every tongue,
The oldest of songs that will always be sung.
By any name, you’re the heart, you’re the home,
The anchor that holds us wherever we roam.
To the ones who have loved us since our lives began,
We lift up our voices and say it again:
Thank you, thank you, for all that you do.
(Bridge)
Listen close to the rhythm, the heartbeat of earth,
The languages tracing the magic of birth.
In Swahili, you're Mama, the shield from the storm,
“Asante, Mama,” for keeping me warm.
In Italian, Mamma, a passionate fire,
“Grazie, Mamma,” you’re all I admire.
In Tagalog, Ina, the light in the dark,
“Salamat, Ina,” for making your mark.
(Guitar Solo / Emotional Build-up)
(Outro)
Mom, Mamá, Maman, Maa, Māma, Ommi, Mama, Mamma, Ina...
Different words for the very same grace,
Reflected forever in a mother's embrace.
To the world you're one person, it’s easily seen,
But to us, you’re the world, and everything between.
Thank you.
Gracias.
Merci.
Dhanyavaad.
Xièxiè.
Shukran.
Asante.
Grazie.
Salamat.
Thank you, Mother... for your endless love.
