The woman knows the earth on which she stands,
she is fagged from toils to support her man.
On her back is strength that carries her family
And her eyes are fixed, as she carries them away from calvary

But a girl has eyes unsteady as river streams
She is driven -only, by what she see's
and has no passion for d morrow's work
"her time she wastes"-says the destiny clock.

Though a woman goes...