She can only give you her love.
For she's not wealthy,
but wealthy in love.
You wish not to give her a child.
Her expectancy differs,
she can only wish.
Wish her heart would erupt into joy.
The joy of giving birth to your son
The mother of your chide,
with arduous pain.
Her offer still stands, still stands.
A severe decision she has to endure,
which ruptures her heart.
Yet she opts not to interfere.
No one can coerce you,
yet there will be no bondage.
Nevertheless, her heart aches.
pardon her for not ...