She always leaned to watch for us，
　　Anxious if we were late，
　　In winter by the window，
　　In summer by the gate.
　　And though we mocked her tenderly，
　　Who had such foolish care，
　　The long way home would seem more safe，
　　Because she waited there.
　　Her thoughts were all so full of us，
　　She never could forget！
　　And so I think that where she is，
　　She must be watching yet，
　　Waiting till we come home to her，
　　Anxious if we are late.
　　Watching from Heaven’s window，
　　Leaning from Heaven’s gate.
　　她总倚靠着把我们守望，
　　我们晚归会使她焦急，
　　冬日守在窗前，
　　 夏日靠在门前。
　　我们曾善意地将她嘲弄，
　　这般呵护似乎超出正常。
　　漫长的归途平添了安全，
　　因为有她在殷切地翘望。
　　她心里盛下的全是我们，
　　不曾有一刻的遗忘！
　　我感受到她的那番期待，
　　无论她身在何处，
　　守望，一直到我们回到她身边，
　　若晚归，会使她焦急。
　　守望，在天庭之窗，
　　倚靠，在天庭的门廊。