My soul is beneath my mothers' feet.
If she is unhappy the earth trembles beneath her feet and bruises my soul.
If she is happy the earth is moist and hydrated and enlightens my soul.
My soul is beneath my mothers' feet.
Also my life is still beneath her feet.
My heart is under her feet.
Trembling and stomping with anger may God forgive us.
Yet only if mother forgives I and we make up between us.
My whole life is beneath her feet.
