Ladies, Ladies,
Please...
For Our Lady's virtue,
Be as she: incomparable,
Bold and Free,
None Fairer, Be as she,
The one whose boy,
Is like unto the son.
Darling Beauty,
Please...
Brighten for the future,
Hope in me; Uncontainable,
As the sea,
Wild woman, Hope in me,
The one to whom,
All this great wrong you've done.
Mothers, Mothers,
Please...
Be more than the chamber,
In which we, in our ignorance,
Cannot see,
None weaker; Blind and Free,
We are, whose blood,
Is yours, whose sins you share.
Ladies, Ladies,
Please...
In our bleak years be gentle,
Bend your knees; All-formidable,
Mercy on me!
None weaker; Always be,
The one, whose strength,
And warmth are like the sun.
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