The boiling milk in the wok is scary. I am pleading you, don't kill me. In the bed of innocence I lie, Why do you want me to die?
I can take care of you with affection, I can be your mother's reflection, Resting safely in the womb so dark, I am waiting to see the light spark.
When I will come out, I will love you. Then, why you want me bid you adieu? It's you who will bring me to earth. Fostering me will give enough mirth.
I also need the light of education, For what is this gender demarcation? I want equal rights as my brother. How can you do this being my father?
I can give you total support in your toil Why then my birth creates your turmoil? I will be your beloved daughter, have mercy. I am a guiltless girl child, don't kill me.
