The face of each mother's mother
he is no longer young
but has been consumed by age
days, months or even years
we are together, laughing freely
makes me happy all day
you often tell me before bed.
willing to waste time for your grandson
to sleep
bends of both beautiful eyeballs radiating from you nek
which is getting more and more wistful
a disease that makes you lie down
in a place where the grandmother did not want it.
ah grandmother may you quickly rise
standing upright walking mourn the fate of chastity
for a more gripping tomorrow.
