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Earth: O' the earth, my adorable mother, though I

Earth: O' the earth, my adorable mother, though I have not come from your womb, you have nourished me, cherishing all my wishes, supplying unrestrained oxygen for my breath. The water of your rivers, springs and fountains have quenched my thirst. The industries also feed their equipments with this Adams ale for production. Yes, O my mother, your trees have given me shade, dropping fruits to appease my hunger. Crops on your bosom save the mankind from being famished. In your invisible lap, I sleep without any hint of danger. The drizzle from your sky exhorts me, the warmth of your sun nourishes me And the moon with her silvery rays paves my path. Yes, O' my mother, you allow us to grow plants And industries. You permit us to build long storey for our comfort. You never rebuke us for our science related researches though you feel suffocated. You always smile like a true, hospitable and pious mother, without expecting anything from us. Earth: O' the earth, my adorable mother, though I have not come from your womb, you have nourished me, cherishing all my wishes, supplying unrestrained oxygen
Earth: O' the earth, my adorable mother, though I have not come from your womb, you have nourished me, cherishing all my wishes, supplying unrestrained oxygen for my breath. The water of your rivers, springs and fountains have quenched my thirst. The industries also feed their equipments with this Adams ale for production. Yes, O my mother, your trees have given me shade, dropping fruits to appease my hunger. Crops on your bosom save the mankind from being famished. In your invisible lap, I sleep without any hint of danger. The drizzle from your sky exhorts me, the warmth of your sun nourishes me And the moon with her silvery rays paves my path. Yes, O' my mother, you allow us to grow plants And industries. You permit us to build long storey for our comfort. You never rebuke us for our science related researches though you feel suffocated. You always smile like a true, hospitable and pious mother, without expecting anything from us. Earth: O' the earth, my adorable mother, though I have not come from your womb, you have nourished me, cherishing all my wishes, supplying unrestrained oxygen
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