Call of a daughter from the mother's womb

Mother! i am your daughter mother

Do not kill me


Mother!, I will understand all your troubles, difficulties.

I will move my steps to defeat it


 mother! Do not kill me

Because i am your daughter mother


When you get angry I will celebrate the fairy tales.

Moon stars will complain of your heart depression

I will answer the return of your sweet smile from the rabbis


 mother! Do not kill me

Because i am your daughter mother


When you sleep I will sleep, too

When you cry, then I will cry

I will put the thread for Papa Bhaiya in the kitchen works.

When you get tired I will press your peer away from you.


 mother! Do not kill me

Because i am your daughter mother


When you are sick, you will be helpless to walk

Then I will take you to the doctor

When the treatment is done, I will bring home home.

Will catch you by hand and save you from Papa's Dot



 mother! Do not kill me

Because I'm your daughter mother



mother ! mother ! O mother

Are you listening

Are you listening




From the pen of Pawan Kumar