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//