MEMORY

Happy grandmother playing and lifting up her little 3 year old granddaughter

Ah, what a wish
to lose the courage of an adult
and run to your lap
sobbing, distressed
and feel in the hair
the infinite affection
from your hands.

To sleep beside you my purest sleep
and dream my most beautiful dream.

Ah, what I missed
from the time when I was a child.
My God, I wish
running through the fields, playing smiling
and on the way back, meet you there, wait
with a hug in their arms,
  I wish.

Ah, what a wish
to lose the courage of an adult
and cry my tears
of infinite love,
to kill this pain
of infinite longing
that you gave me.

MEMORY

Ah, what a wish
to lose the courage of an adult
and run to your lap
sobbing, distressed
and feel in the hair
the infinite affection
from your hands.

To sleep beside you my purest sleep
and dream my most beautiful dream.

Ah, what I missed
from the time when I was a child.
My God, I wish
running through the fields, playing smiling
and on the way back, meet you there, wait
with a hug in their arms,
  I wish.

Ah, what a wish
to lose the courage of an adult
and cry my tears
of infinite love,
to kill this pain
of infinite longing
that you gave me.

Ah, what a wish
to lose the courage of an adult
and run to your lap
sobbing, distressed
and feel in the hair
the infinite affection
from your hands.

To sleep beside you my purest sleep
and dream my most beautiful dream.

Ah, what I missed
from the time when I was a child.
My God, I wish
running through the fields, playing smiling
and on the way back, meet you there, wait
with a hug in their arms,
  I wish.

Ah, what a wish
to lose the courage of an adult
and cry my tears
of infinite love,
to kill this pain
of infinite longing
that you gave me.

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