Birth
Nine months or torture
Nine months of pain
Nine months of great happiness
Nine of morning ills
Finally after all this time
A miracle comes
In your arms you hold
A delicate life
This little life will bring to you happiness and sorrow
This little life will bring to you responsibility
This little life is the glue of the family
Forever it will hold the family together
Nine months of pain
Nine months of great happiness
Nine of morning ills
Finally after all this time
A miracle comes
In your arms you hold
A delicate life
This little life will bring to you happiness and sorrow
This little life will bring to you responsibility
This little life is the glue of the family
Forever it will hold the family together