My Coloured Story
The strength of a mother
Stretches from the core of her heart
It's infinite in the eyes of the enemy
Whatever he can do he'd never overcome
Regardless of the weapons he might
Present before her he'd never tore her up
She's the queen of her colony
Every child she bore is bound to worship her
Irrespective of her colour
Her breast milk is gold to
Her tiddler, the bond is unbreakable
Something doctors failed to recreate
That's why after you were born
And had passed the nursing...
Stretches from the core of her heart
It's infinite in the eyes of the enemy
Whatever he can do he'd never overcome
Regardless of the weapons he might
Present before her he'd never tore her up
She's the queen of her colony
Every child she bore is bound to worship her
Irrespective of her colour
Her breast milk is gold to
Her tiddler, the bond is unbreakable
Something doctors failed to recreate
That's why after you were born
And had passed the nursing...