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.