Looking for my mother

Dear mama Roos,

You are not with me anymore
You lived and died in a strange country.
And now i find myself looking for you.

54 years ago you gave me life and haven in a land that is not your own.
I was always looking for my own identety .

Now I am going to live in your land Bali Indonesia.
And find myself looking for you.
It is rather familiar to see all the ibus.
I see and find you in them, the ibus off Umanyar .

In my Dreams I am looking for you.
In my Dreams I can smell you.
Mom can you see me.
Mom can I find you.
Mom can I find me.
Miss and love you so much