O you daughter of Eve, a fragile vessel,
Living through aeon in captivity,
Sin on Earth, it is the fragile vessel.
O you with Eyes of stars, living in society;
No advert of wares is not blessed by you,
Honour is a monument in your name.
O you with moon-like face, beauty blessed you,
Memories of pain, etched in your name.
O you with soft heart, the fragile vessel;
Living with ungrateful men in Cities,
Tales from daughter to mother of fragile vessels
Making memories forever in captivity.