Mother this is getting too much
I told you
I don't like milk anymore
I want something new
I want a new diet
Something a little more challenging
Something like millet bread
Mother, don't you see?
I'm now a man!
Don't you see?
I can do as I want now.
Stop treating me like a child.
Son, don't be so quick to speak this way
You now talk of change
You say you don't like milk anymore
You say you want millet bread instead
You say you want a little more challenge
You say you are now a man!
But my son,
I hope you don't forget that you are still my son
You can do what you want to do,
But everything is not beneficial to you
Somethings, require wisdom
So, go slow in these new desires
And it's true that you are not a child anymore
But you will always be my son.
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