You are my only one
daughter among the six
And a wish that I want
That only God has fixed
From one, now eleventh
birthday of my baby
Remember your seventh?
You're growing so steady
Years then and years ahead
has been and always be
full of roses in bed
you, papa and with me
All your dreams will come true
Believe and work your faith
And God will be with you
throughout your life's state
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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