She endeavored withstand your cheek to kiss.
Have pleasure for some moments of your life.
And then she can, she can die...

You are a daughter of silence. Child to throw into sorrow
You are a daughter of silence. Child to throw in a woe.

Her mother doesn't say something only looks at daughter she sets on.
Feeble, so much feeble. Nice child bring to world and then must, she must die.

If only that view compensated all. She was feeble, few words say to you.
Death is justice maybe, but why she must not her daughter address?

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