More songs by Josephine Illingworth
Description
Author: Josephine Illingworth-Law
Producer: Josephine Illingworth-Law
Composer: Josephine Illingworth-Law
Lyrics and translation
Original
Hail to my mother
Who used all her blood
And painted a circle
On my forehead
And hail to the wild wolf
Your hand on my heart
Keeping it beating
In time with her
And hail to the dancer
Who taught me to stand up
And open my hands in her hands and held them up
Bright sun is coming over
My skin is firming up
The wolf is on my shoulder
My blood is not enough
And hail to my mother
Who used all her blood
To bury my body
English translation
Hail to my mother
Who used all her blood
And painted a circle
On my forehead
And hail to the wild wolf
Your hand on my heart
Keeping it beating
In time with her
And hail to the dancer
Who taught me to stand up
And open my hands in her hands and held them up
Bright sun is coming over
My skin is firming up
The wolf is on my shoulder
My blood is not enough
And hail to my mother
Who used all her blood
To bury my body