Oh. Woman

Oh! Woman


Many colors flow in you;
Many shades blend in you
Oh! Woman.

Many face has God carved you in;
But the most beautiful face is the Mother
You are in seen.

Words may run out of breath in describing you;
At times you bloom like a flower, burst like lava
And fall like a dew.

You deserve the most respect in God’s creations;
Your beauty lies in your modesty, your love and
Your emotions.

Praise be to God, Whose creation is you,
Many colors flow in you;
Many shades blend in you
Oh! Woman.

From you has come Kings, beggars to Prophets and Messengers;
And you has remain still, passed the test of the time, but we (men)
Has just been passengers.

You have raised the seeds of Great Civilizations in your pious Womb;
There have always been in your memory, raised monuments, wonders
And built tomb.

Materials, machines, cities must have been built by Man,
But still there is no world without you;
And still what we (men) do, the credit goes back to you Oh! Woman.

Many colors flow in you;
Many shades blend in you
Oh! Woman.