I had never seen such a woman
Who was so devoted to praying like my mother.
Whenever she'd pray, we'll all sleep well.
No one was ever haunted by night mares
After her prayers.
Mother prayed before bedtime.
And the house was peaceful that night.
Whenever she'll do her prayers,
The devil and his demonsWe're afraid of our house.
When mother prayed,
The witchcrafts were all disturbed at their mimes.
I could see one falling from the
Sky after her prayers.
The God of the Heavens and Earth
Liked her alot I think.
For she was so committed, devoted
To praying before bedtime.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem