«يَا مِيلْتِي جَاتْنِي دْرِيرْتِي»

A mother laments her crooked fortune, meaning bad luck rather than physical tilting: she expected a daughter but got what behaves like a little rival wife. The girl goes unnamed; the co-wife diminutive, not a word for 'pearl', stands for her as she copies her mother, demands whatever her mother owns, and wears her down.

Recorded as women's speech, the saying voices wry, exasperated annoyance at being constantly mirrored by someone close, not real hostility toward a child. Its humor casts an affectionate bond as the bitter rivalry between co-wives; that image reflects an older household setting and should not be read as endorsing it.

Suited to a mother's half-joking grumble when a daughter copies her habits and demands the same clothes, jewelry, or treats she has. Best kept to informal, domestic conversation among family or friends, where the exaggerated rivalry is understood as playful exasperation.