Oh woman,
Not that only this day is yours,
Every single day you live on the earth is yours,
From the day,
A feeble seed germinate,
In your pious womb,
Two most delicate emotions,
Tolerance and affection
Sprout simultaneously for it,
In your heart.
Your attention centres
Around its wellbeing and growth.
For yourself you become secondary,
Keeping its care on the priority.
Your dream, reality,
Efforts, success,
Sorrow, happiness,
Revolve around
The new guest,
Of the human civilization
Until you live on the earth.
Oh woman,
The human civilization owes you,
For the pain, the strain that you bear
In breeding, nourishing its future.
you convey such great sentiment.
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