It is translation of Bulgarian song
I think it's time
I only want two words
I'll tell you a bunch of things
Dad you remember the day,
In which I left
I'm alive and healthy,
But something is troubling me here now
I also feel the hand
I have gallited me long day and night
And the heart you decide
Who is good, who is bad
You do not cry I'm asking you
It is enough for me to cry myself
I remember you told me that a man,
Man does not cry to a woman
Father, I'm already a woman
Another man hugs me,
But your daughter is also at
Today I come back again
Dad wait me outside,
From where I went
Your eyes are calling me,
They glow in my way home
I also feel the hand,
I have gallited me long day and night
And the heart you decide
Who is good, who is bad
You do not cry I'm asking you
It is enough for me to cry myself
I remember you told me that a man,
Man does not cry to a woman
And before God and the world I
I kiss your hand,
Maybe I'm late
But simple, simple
I also feel the hand,
I have gallited me long day and night
And the heart you decide
Who is good, who is bad
You do not cry I'm asking you
It is enough for me to cry myself
I remember you told me that a man,
A man does not cry in front of a woman,
I remember you told me that a man,
Man does not cry to a woman.
Poetry by Ann Wood
Read 948 times
Written on 2017-06-14 at 23:56
Save as a bookmark (requires login)
Write a comment (requires login)
Send as email (requires login)
Print text
Letter to Dad by Ann Wood
Dad wrote a letter to youI think it's time
I only want two words
I'll tell you a bunch of things
Dad you remember the day,
In which I left
I'm alive and healthy,
But something is troubling me here now
I also feel the hand
I have gallited me long day and night
And the heart you decide
Who is good, who is bad
You do not cry I'm asking you
It is enough for me to cry myself
I remember you told me that a man,
Man does not cry to a woman
Father, I'm already a woman
Another man hugs me,
But your daughter is also at
Today I come back again
Dad wait me outside,
From where I went
Your eyes are calling me,
They glow in my way home
I also feel the hand,
I have gallited me long day and night
And the heart you decide
Who is good, who is bad
You do not cry I'm asking you
It is enough for me to cry myself
I remember you told me that a man,
Man does not cry to a woman
And before God and the world I
I kiss your hand,
Maybe I'm late
But simple, simple
I also feel the hand,
I have gallited me long day and night
And the heart you decide
Who is good, who is bad
You do not cry I'm asking you
It is enough for me to cry myself
I remember you told me that a man,
A man does not cry in front of a woman,
I remember you told me that a man,
Man does not cry to a woman.
Poetry by Ann Wood
Read 948 times
Written on 2017-06-14 at 23:56
Save as a bookmark (requires login) Write a comment (requires login) Send as email (requires login) Print text