I love my mother
and I' sure she loves me
and together we are free
within a love that never stops
as it always grows
more than you can see.
My mother's love isn't thee
only entitly that is beautiful.
My mother's love is strong and powerful,
her spirit is the harmony of truth,
her voice comes to me through the whispiring woods
from the fountains and the odours deep of flowers,
which, like lips murmuring in my sleep
of the sweet kisses which lull me.
E agora na língua que me ensinaste
e em que adoro expressar-me