Mommy is our own,
These gentle lines are for you.
The sweetest and most beautiful,
The most kind on this earth.
Let sorrow in your house do not go,
Let the illness pass.
We put the whole world in the palm of our hands
And they gave you one.
But this would not be enough,
To repay your kindness,
We have spent our whole life, our dear mother,
In front of you in an unpaid debt.
Thank you, dear, for what you raised,
For the fact that in return did not ask for anything.
That grief and joy are divided in half,
In all the best part you wanted us.
Beautiful, caring, tenderly tender,
You need us every day and forever