I am the second son
Of my mother
My father is no more.
My mother is with me
I am with my mother
My father is no more.
I am speaking to my mother
In her own language
That are sweet and smooth.
My mother's language is
Giving me new life always
I love my mother.
My mother is here with me
And showing me this world
I love my mother.
For a better world
My mother is telling me
To do something more.
See, my mother is here
At the center of my life my journey
From my mother to my mother this is my journey.
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