翻訳: シニードオコナー. ユニバーサルマザー.
flown from the Universe From there they're lifted by the hands of angels God gives them the stars to use as ladders She hears their calls She is mother
Am I a human It's very good Maybe I am It's very nice The feelings in me And the fire Keeps me warm
A Perfect Indian is he Remembering him life is sweet Like a weeping willow His face on my pillow Comes to me still in my dreams And there I saw a young
She took my father from my life oh Took my sister and brothers oh I watched her torturing my child Feeble I was then but now I'm grown Fire on Babylon
I do think that women could make politics irrelevant. By as a kind of spontaneous cooperative action, the like of which we have never seen. Which is
as a mother Now look at what we're doing to each other We've even made killers of ourselves The most child-like trusting people in the Universe And this
In this heart lies for you A lark born only for you Who sings only to you My love My love My love I am waiting for you For only to adore you My heart
What else should I be All apologies What else should I say Everyone is gay What else could I write I don't have the right What else should I be All
a whisper I let tears fall like rain Apple-sized they were All over her And through all of those times When you could have died This is what you find There's life outside your mother
My darling child My darling baby My darling child You gave life to me My darling child My darling baby My darling child You came and saved me My darling
I'm not no red football To be kicked around the garden No no I'm a red christmas-tree ball And I'm fragile I'm not no animal Though I am to you I'm not
all the more Scorn not his simplicity Oh no Oh no See him stare Not recognizing the kind face That only yesterday he loved The loving face Of a mother
Thank you for hearing me Thank you for hearing me Thank you for hearing me Thank you for hearing me Thank you for loving me Thank you for loving me
d a terrible broken heart You were born on the day my mother was buried. My grief, my grief, my grief, my grief, my grief. You were born on the day my mother
