The mother who created us, gave us not only
his blood
that runs through the veins of our body
also gave us the spirituality and morality
that requires us to make good and great actions.
Mother is our consolation,
the joy and the flowers of our spring.
Love as her you will not find on Earth!
Only those who have lost their mother, their only
understand how heavy and sour
is the pain that feeds them.
Mom, sweet name, how can I forget
,
if I hold in my heart wherever I go and wherever you come back!
I held your hand I bless!
In my mind the beautiful sounds
your speech. Where to find
, Mom, the words to my complaint
and confess how bitter my pain?
Theoni
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