the mom

Your mother gave birth to you on the day when visions came true

The pains were alleviated by her arrow

And you found in your mother's lap the best shelter

Until she became miserable and her illness became difficult for her

She hid and did not show you her pains when

The sea of ​​sadness overwhelmed you and did not see her worries

And sadness is her burial place Her eyes that

Give you her drawing on worries

Until she began to show you the tenderness that was

Only to give you insight, her star

She picked dreams for you from her dreams

Until she became yours without her determination being wrong

She drew the world for you and you became her world

A guest and spaciousness no longer embraced her

And she built you the spacious garden with its wings

And the fragrant flower that you smelled

And you harvested from her smile those wishes

So thank her, for her injustice did not happen

So make for her from the visions a world of joy