when the waves go hither and thither,
the oyster maintains the same weather
even though it's hard,
it acts as a guard
till the pearl production,
the oyster is its protection
may it be day, when the sun shines bright
or when the moon glows clear in the night,
what the oyster has is only fright,
to bring its carvings to the light
during the crack of the dawn,
when dogs begin to yawn,
the day which was awaitened
has peeped into the frightened
the pearl is now shown to the world
but, does anyone care about the oyster?
as they are, is your mother
they are treated like the nether
their tears are'nt hilarious
let us take it momentous
they brought us to this world,
let us not betray them
they are our only gem
LET US LEARN TO LOVE OUR MOTHER
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem