Just don't mind my way,
As I've gotten a lot to say,
Just every hours of the day,
Mum has reasons to pray.

Looking back to the terror,
Scenario of the hours of labor,
What thought can be the major,
Than giving birth to a mayor.

The tears of the lad wasn't a game,
As it relieved mum of the pain,
The feelings of mum at last derail,...