Drowning in the depths
Of a never ending sorrow
Dreaming of no wishes
No hopes for tomorrow
Captive in fate's prison
With no lucks to borrow

A woman praying silently
Crying in a dingy corner
While making her daughter
A dress and a veil to adorn her
Feeling helpless and hating herself
For being a useless mourner

"Only nine! She's too young!
God! Have mercy on her and me,
At least let this little child of mine
Break...