If you are going to
Observe your birth day
Observe it from remembering the feet
Of your mother, smell of mother-land, my dear.
Greet all in your mother-tongue.
Distribute food to hungry
Supply water to the thirsty.
If you are going to observe
Your birth day, my dear, observe it
Forgetting the mischiefs of others,
Forgiving them thinking as said
By Jesus, they know not what they do,
And paying homage to Almighty and thinking
O my Lord, You are within all.
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