Mother Earth, kind and generous,
Bearing billions of children, nurturing and caring,
She offers everything within herself,
A cradle of life, endlessly sharing,

She tucked us under a blanket, cozy and comfort,
Three O’s, the ozone, our shield from the warmth,
Mischievous children poking holes in the blanket,
With thread and needle, she can't mend,
Year by year it grows big, will it ever end?

They cut the trees and forests,...