in the ambiance of the night, you are born,
beyond each lovers dream where you stay,
waiting your gift to give, a simple little life
that never would be
a dream of creation that one have to awake
for a little child i will give, to you i make,
a descendant as many as the sand in the sea.
i choose you for you to know that i
the Lord is worthy to be free
oh! a perfect woman. a mother that
only you can do, that world renewed
for a mother like you is always waiting
to see the things that the Lord had made
the world fulfilled
take the yoke i give, to carry the passion zeal i take
for in you a mother of men, i will make a covenant that
only you can make. rejoice! allelulia! in the most high for,
a woman like me worhty to be love to the Lord i love
woman a mother a wonderful name above other name
in the creation I made. only you can make,
the gift of life i give.... woman a mother
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