When my mother gave me birth
She lost all her direness' and mirth
All she saw in me was the gazing sun
And she embraced me with endless fun
She tells me I was her best dream
As she will say it with an endless gleam
I gave my all in her quiver
And she felt the trembling shiver
The feeling of hope she welcomed as a surprise
And all I ever wanted was to see her lit eyes
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