Father and I waved goodbye As we went to look Uncle Peter was writing a book And his mama was starting to cook And she's aging We had come in search
his mama was starting to cook and she's ageing We had come in search of one Who evades us all Never heeds the call If only someone could stall this ageing
ترجمة: رقيقة ليزي. ملحمة لليتيم شيخوخة.
