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The ceremony is the world's ceremony, dear mothers
A ceremony of the eternal youth in living beings,
A ceremony of faithfulness and sacrifices, dear mothers.
The larynxes of birds are ecstatic, singing in the hills,
Receiving the good news, repeating rhythms of comforts.
In hope, you are the blossoms of roses;
In the glory of giving, you are clouds that gives generously.
In the blessings of the sky, you are the pioneers of eternity.Majida El Roumi - إنشودة الأمهات - http://ru.motolyrics.com/majida-el-roumi/_fb0609f-lyrics-english-translation.html
In the midst of life, you are the tribune of relief.
O dear mothers.
In your day, the soil grows with rich generosity.
And your day is birthday of the shining spring.
Our hearts throb and yell with gratitude;
And from our land, there is a gift from the nation:
The eternity of our cedars over the tops,
We hold it up like flags flapping with glory, in the name of the mothers.