Mrs.Mary was a widow Since her husband left her to go She lives alone with her son And she works alone everyday for their life Mrs.Mary had a small house With a courtyard overgrown with grass She had a simple life and she never Forgot to thank God in joy or sorrow She never complained That she must survive alone by her own She always believe That God will guard her,everyday in this life Like the flowers in the forest She's always shining out Like the river she never flow reversed Like the rock of the shore hit by the fucking waves She will always be steadfast and be brave Mrs.Mary never give up In all the limitation of her life She was always working and trying To get her son a better future than her life Mrs.Mary had a hope Someday her son would become a "Man" She kneeled down and pray to the Lord That she was given the spirit and the way Sometimes she feel lost When everything oh,feels too hard pressing her But,she will comeback She never avoid the fact and run away