When a mother breastfeeds her child It is the most beautiful thing in the world. Because without it we could all die. That purest form of milk that comes out From the mother’s womb is sweet nectar For our lips like a little child Who is eager for that sweet milk Ready to drink it until dawn.
This is the meaning of life and development Towards a better future for our children.
Children must drink breast milk because they cannot grow without milk. Even the birds on the branch know that And I think, even though I’m not a woman That I am very well developed from mother’s milk.
The cannon gives meaning to life and the woven soul To never be sad anymore Because I have to drink this milk of mine Because God gave me only one life. And that milk makes me so strong and capable of everything!
