She carries her livelihood on her head

So her family can be fed

So simple, but beautiful

She carries her child on her side

When she leaves, he always cries

So simple, but beautiful

The colors on her clothes

Speak of a story never told

But if you ask her, she'd freely give it

She knows she's misunderstood

-that most say she's no good

But lately, she believes it

So sit by her and talk awhile

ask her how she's been

She'll most definitely give a smile

Because she knows that she's been seen

And she'll remember that she's worth knowing

So simple, but beautiful