I'm not good in writing stories and it is so difficult to find the right words to to describe the joy of the birth, so I used the words of Polish lullaby.
"My King, you sleep, you sleep, and I,
My King, I will not sleep tonight.
Once there you will have the adult soul,
Once there, sometime ...
But today you're small as a crumb,
Which fate threw us.
My darling, you sleep, you sleep, and I,
My darling, I'll play you a lullaby
Once there you will have a bib pants,
Once there, sometime ...
But today you're small like scallop,
Which fate threw us."
I'm not sure if it is correctly in english:)


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