Oh! My dear mother lap
You are never-ending like a nap
World worries vanish
Dad says zap
When I was pule
Makes some lours
Crawling like a turtle on all fours
She took me to her mother's lap
She sang lullabies song
Feeding me to pap
Oh! My dear mother lap
You are never-ending like a nap.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem