.I am my motherâs savage daughter,The one who runs barefoot, cursing sharp stones.I am my motherâs savage daughter,I will not cut my hair, I will not lower my voice.
My motherâs child is a savage.â¨She looks for her omens in the colors of stones,â¨In the faces of cats, in the fall of feath.
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