Cheerful little note
Crowded dance ink creaking
Laughter gimmick the little one's laughter
Coming with a small smile
Wonder what to say
At his reflection there were no eyes
There was a burst of laughter
There was still a smile left on him
There is no sin, there is no abomination
The human pattern from its beginning
The sinners continue to lie
Sometimes being honest hurts more to tell
Be patient, the mother of the bigger soul
Her heart is strong, her soul is strong
Missing the mother of the day is counted
Her prayers are strong, her blessings are strong