The Wonderful Mother
I cry and cry
But she a woman if righteousness
Is there to wipe my tears
Always there to help me with my affairs
And was the one that beared pain
I sleep and she gives me a kiss
What a bliss
What would I do without her
Such a pure heart
That when she sees me in pain it...
But she a woman if righteousness
Is there to wipe my tears
Always there to help me with my affairs
And was the one that beared pain
I sleep and she gives me a kiss
What a bliss
What would I do without her
Such a pure heart
That when she sees me in pain it...