You are the tender embrace that we shelter in
Escape from the hardships of life
And you are the shoulder that we cannot dispense with despite its delicacy!
And you are the crutch that we cannot dispense with despite its softness!
And you are the factory of men and the cradle of heroes!
I am never a minor
No weak creature deserves pity
You are half of society
And you are the one who gives birth and brings up the other half of every man who came into the world
It was once a fetus in your womb eating from your health and wellness
Every king, leader, thinker, rich, or successful person
It was once a small piece of meat in your hands
Every prophet you raised
You made it
And every great thing you made
So hold your head high!
