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Mother Earth's Lullaby

My son will be a polite king in the near future,
a farthest poor country.
I am sure that you donate all the horses
to a zoo and travel in a public bus.
You leave the palace for home for the elders
and reside in a rented house.
You pawn your crown
and spend the wealth for the needy men.
Soon when other kings propose their daughters
definitely you say ' I am sorry '.
and you choose an innocent farm lassie as your partner.
She gives you precious children and whatever you want.
and you never think of a harem.
You live the entire life in harmony.
One day you become old like others.
You catch illness as mild influenza
and it may leads to fatal.
not to worry my son!
I keep you a place in my bosom
and sing this lullaby until you rest in peace.

nimal dunuhinga

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