Amma on this day, I would like to thank you
It is your Birthday, what can I offer you?! (Chorus)
I offer you a flower, coming from Assisi
Every working hour for you, is so easy
I offer you my heart, you take it, you feel it,
You tear it apart, you break it or you heal it…
I offer you my mind, the questionings, the sorrows
A ‘big problem’ this mind, yesterday, tomorrows…
I offer you my joy, my happiness, my singing
I’m just a little boy, to his mommy clinging!
I offer you my life, it’s for you to use it,
Shape it with your knife, you can play the music…
Priyan, 21 Sep 1997


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