In the crowded little chamber she arrived
And she blossomed like a golden tangerine
Through her silk hair I see oceans I see skies
As the sun set she glowed tender she glowed bright
Hold me mother
Help me mother
With her fingers she drew mountains in the plain
Warm compassion is the blood within her vein
And her soft palms keep you sheltered from all pain
And her heartbeats are the rhythm in the rain
Hold me mother
Help me mother

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