I wonder how a mother Survives when her son dies during the war. She must be proud of him But she breaks down and cries. I wonder how a mother Decides to give birth to a new child of this folk It should be deed of honour But she leaves him alone. No, I'll be a new mother for new children. I wonder how a mother Prevents her son to learn the art of combat It is the soldier's duty! But she leaves him no space. I wonder how a mother Asserts that her son was accident of love Cause when he was born She thought that she was free no more. These days a "modern" mother Does not embody the image of safe Earth She doesn't want to hear She doesn't want to embrace. No, I'll be a new mother My son will grow and will fight as I'll have taught My girl will find her love And later she will become. She will be a new mother For new children.