Mother's Song

Measure the sky, bird, in my white season, With colored hands the wind trembles under your wings The blue in my tear ... Look around, bird, my heart is down in the grass, Don't leave, please don't leave, stay to hear a loving song for my good son for us, the good mothers in the world In the world... Translated from Romanian by Catalina Bajenaru.

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