這不是一首關於「缺陷」的歌。
而是一首重新定義女性身體的作品。

當世界不停要求女性完美，
《母愛的紋身》選擇把妊娠紋、剖腹傷痕與改變過的身體，寫成榮耀。

這首歌獻給每一位母親，
也獻給每一位曾經因為真實，而被審美否定的女性。

而且真正愛你的人，不會嫌棄你的傷痕。他會為你走過的一切感到自豪。

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This is not a song about flaws.
It is a song that redefines the female body.

While the world keeps demanding perfection from women,
“Tattoo of Motherhood” turns stretch marks, C-section scars, and changed bodies into symbols of honor.

This song is dedicated to every mother,
and every woman who has ever been judged for simply being real.

And the people who truly love you will never be ashamed of your scars.They will be proud of everything you’ve survived.

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English lyrics are below ⬇️
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別再說這是缺陷
這是身體的語言
妊娠紋不是破碎
是生命來過的線

剖腹留下的痕跡
不是遺憾是勇氣
鬆弛疲憊的身形
是換來一個呼吸

不需要被安慰
只需要被看見

這不是缺陷
是母愛的紋身
是身體寫下的戰勳

妊娠紋 剖腹傷痕
不是退讓的人生
是用身體
替生命打開世界的門

如果愛有形狀
就是此刻的紋痕

手術燈亮得像白天
我簽下名字那瞬間
沒人知道我也害怕
卻還笑著說沒關係

那一夜我靠近邊緣
才換來今天的笑臉
不是變得不一樣
是完成一次誕生

這些改變過的身體
是我最驕傲的身份

不是需要修復
是完成了一次生命

這不是缺陷
是母愛的紋身
是身體寫下的戰勳

妊娠紋 剖腹傷痕
鬆弛疲憊的身形
不是失去
是選擇的犧牲

如果世界忘了母親
就用身體替她發聲

沒有變弱
只是成為母親

對 我有妊娠紋
還配肚臍環
肚皮鬆了又怎樣
照樣辣翻全場

吊帶背心低腰褲
我照穿照露
誰規定當了媽媽
就得藏住全部

身材變了
不代表我失去
我只是把生命
親手背在身體

你說不夠完美
我說這叫真實
沒痛過的人少批判
這身體比你懂勇敢

這不是缺陷
是母愛的紋身
不是傷痕是榮耀本身

妊娠紋 剖腹傷痕
鬆弛疲憊的身形
不是羞恥
是用生命完成誕生

如果說這不算好看
那你從未見過誕生

別再拿審美評價
生命從不是展覽

我照樣露出肚皮
照樣戴著肚臍環
因為我知道
這副身體
不是殘缺

是生命來過後
最漂亮的模樣

「這副身體
不是用來討好世界。」

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Don’t say this is a flaw anymore
This is the language of the body
Stretch marks are not brokenness
They are lines where life has passed through

The scars from a C-section
Are not regret, but courage
A softened, exhausted body
Is the price of a first breath given

No need to be comforted
Only to be seen

This is not a defect
It is a tattoo of motherhood
A medal written by the body itself

Stretch marks, surgical scars
This is not a life of retreat
It is a body
Opening the world’s door for life

If love had a shape
It would be these marks

Operating lights as bright as day
The moment I signed my name
No one knew I was afraid too
Yet I still smiled and said it’s okay

That night I stood at the edge
To earn today’s smile
Not becoming someone else
But completing a birth

This changed body of mine
Is the identity I’m most proud of

Not something to be fixed
But something that has finished creating life

This is not a defect
It is a tattoo of motherhood
A battle mark written on the body

Stretch marks, C-section scars
A softened, weary form
This is not loss
It is sacrifice by choice

If the world forgets mothers
Then let the body speak for them

Not weaker
Just becoming a mother

Yes—I have stretch marks
And I still wear a belly ring
So what if my stomach has loosened
I still turn heads, still own the room

Tank tops, low-rise jeans
I wear them, I show them
Who decided that once you’re a mother
You must hide yourself away

My body has changed
But I have not lost myself
I simply carried life
On my body, with my own hands

You call it imperfect
I call it real
Those who have never known pain should judge less
This body is braver than you understand

This is not a flaw
It is a tattoo of motherhood
Not scars—but honor itself

Stretch marks, C-section scars
A softened, tired form
This is not shame
It is life completed through the body

If you say this is not beautiful
Then you have never seen birth

Stop measuring life with aesthetics
Life was never meant to be an exhibition

I still show my stomach
Still wear my belly ring
Because I know
This body of mine
Is not broken

It is what life leaves behind
At its most beautiful

“This body of mine
is not made to please the world.”