Mother, mother, sweet mother,
You are better and better and better.
You made me wonder, you beat me and
you kiss me at the same time here.
Mother, mother, sweet mother,
You are my creator, I love you mother,
My morning and my evening are with you,
dear mother, I am yours forever.
Mother, mother, dear mother,
I am here and in this position,
The credit goes to you, my dear mother,
Let me say you my master.
Gajanan, a mother is never a master. She sets us free. Freedom is a direct and irrefutable evidence of motherhood. No man would be free had he not been born of her.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Mother is the true direction provider...nice poem ever....