Tell my mother Tell my father I will disappear at the end However I hope I’ve made at least one real friend Tell my mother Tell my father I don’t care for fame anyway I wish I’d be bigger man However don’t forget this is yet not the final end.


I’ve set you so many times But you never burn I wanna see you go I wanna see you going down to hell with the snow However nothing comes as easy as you go away,,, Every time I see your gaze Every time I want to touch your fingers and whisper Words of kindful care … Read more


Oh pretty mandolin, I seek for thine Electronic analogy. How come you play in unison with mine Harp and I don’t feel that small When we play out Our well known common song? Mandolin, You excite me with thine design Made out of pretty wood In state for proper mood You look so good in … Read more

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