The Song Remains – דאָס ליד איז געבליבן

Tag: grief

  • Visiting my Mama

    – For so long have my eyes been seeking, / awaiting some letter of yours, my son – / in the nights my heart was wakeful / and quaking like a leaf in the wind.

  • A Cloud

    A cloud hung his tears on my window / and clothed me in his fears. / If I were a small crying gray cloud, / then someone would see my tears.