Mother of the World
Each day she wakes, and rubs her eyes, starting the circle of her sacrafice
It's way too much of herself she gives, forgetting herself to take care of them
All the way back, in her life, the story is the same of her sacrafice
And when she gives, make no mistake, she gives everything, whatever it takes
As years go by, she...
It's way too much of herself she gives, forgetting herself to take care of them
All the way back, in her life, the story is the same of her sacrafice
And when she gives, make no mistake, she gives everything, whatever it takes
As years go by, she...