I've been so long with you but,
You still do not know who i am;
But she is telling you the truth because,
Blood and water came out of her.
You still do not know who i am,
Even though i've been with you for many years;
So open up your mouth and eat what i give to you,
Because she really knows who i am!
And this is the kind of food from my home.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem