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 equipment with this Adam's ale for production.

Yes, O my mother,

Your trees have given me shade,

Dropping fruits to appease my hunger.

Crops on your bosom 

Save 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.