You want me to be loyal,
Like a dog to its master.
You want me to be humble,
Like a cow to its owner.

You wish me to be pliant,
As a child to his parents.
You need me to be silent,
To all of your lapses.

You try to make me powerless,
As a bird with pinion cut,
You like to see me in a fortress,
With watchers at each gate.

You want me to be the bull, chosen,
To drag your cart into the destination.
All the gates of heavens are open,
To the blind helpers of men!

How great is man’s love,
Towards his partner!
Even the gods residing above,
Praise it, and blessings shower!

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Man-woman relationship praised by almost all the religious texts.