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Another tribute to beautiful wolves. Songs Chirapaq from Indian Vision CD Lyrics translated: Yesterday I was crying as nobody saw me I cried lonely and I felt pain when I was remembering my poor mother Where is my heart? where are my eyes? They are already sad with me Don't cry with me my eyes cry my heart suffers when I'm remembering my parents And heres good poem that fits with this song: “Mother Nature's Cry“ © Susan Chen, Stanford University It took me a long while To better the way you live. Since you have turned hostile, I've got no more to give. My land is filled with waste My children are displaced. They live in utter fear, Watching friends disappear. You treat me like a joke: Choke me up with your smoke, Strip me of any clothes, And leave me with my foes. I have become man-made, Who serves you like a maid. Unnatural and impure, A disease with no cure. Do you know how I feel? See the scars I conceal? I lost my rights and voice You leave me with no choice. I am shaped based on greed. In pain, I sob and bleed. I have been infected, Abused and neglected. Do you hear me crying? I am sick and dying. You are my therapy Love me and and set me free. My children, I love you. I hope you love me too. Your mother needs you now. Help me I'll show you how. Recycle and conserve, Heed the rights I deserve. Hear my weakening voice, Help me regain my poise. It seems that what you do Has more effect on you. I am Mother Nature, Not a human for sure. You live the life you drain: You breathe the air you stain Drink the water you soil, And eat the food you spoil. My gifts you must protect: From air to ocean shelf. My love you should respect Save me to save yourself.
