You are a warrior.
Not a loser
You are an empowerment
Of your own nature
You are a fire
With no flames
Through hard times
You stand and put yourself together
You are a mother to all kind
You are a mother nature
Of all nations
Your spirit guide you to hold a spear
With its sharp edge
Your heart pure like gold
Through the sky
There shall it be
Through the thunder
I shall rise
And become a strong woman