Unless one works hard for it

I'll tell you the secret of life,

when you attain d' age of 12

suitably can plan your future,

and accordingly can behave

 

A milkman owned a few cows,

used to say his kids, all along

managed his family somehow,

recited it regularly like a song 

The oldest turned 12 one day,

he anxiously asked his father

d' father replied, I will tell you,

don't reveal it to your brothers

The cows do not give the milk,

it's d' life's unexpected secret

the boy incredulously told dad,

strange, I'm unable to accept

 

As you hear it, my beloved son,

the cows do not give the milk

many endeavors needed for it,

not as facile as you do think 

Get up at four in the morning,

walk through corral in d' field

tie d' tail, hobble d' hind legs

do it yourself for a better yield 

Fix d' stool in place to sit on it

place d' bucket on d' ground

you have to milk her gingerly,

with d' calf in d' front, be found

That's the prime secret of life,

it's your try or nothing to click

d' cow won't give it on its own,

you milk her or never get milk

 

Nothing is automatic and free,

as dreamt by your generation

you wish, ask, get it in no time

hands-down, get accustomed

Life is not a matter of wishing,

just asking for it and obtaining

happiness comes with effort,

idleness always is frustrating

 

Rich background, a cute face,

fetch nothing free, automatic

a herd of cows can't offer milk,

unless one works hard for it