My dear Mother,
These I need from you.
Land, a vast expanse of it
Free and open like the mind you gave me.
In this land,
A home you shall build.
A home with pillars strong and pristine.
In this land,
a few coconut trees with cool leaves and sweet water
Placed at your will near the well.
In this land,
you shall give me the moon,
the distant bird and the gentle breeze
to touch my soul.
Thus when I lay,
a woman you shall give
a woman for my songs
of beauty, freedom and union.
In this land,
my Mother,
you shall stand protecting me.
Me and this soothing peace.
Give these my mother.
And then I shall in return
save this world of yours
with the magic of my songs.
