RECALLING MY MOTHER
[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Well, what to write about, today,
I ask myself, the usual way.
I see some children seek and play.
I see two mothers, if you may …
[Verse 2]
When I was little, went to school,
where I was bullied, made the fool,
my mother was at home all day.
I coped with bully, if you may …
[Choir]
My mother was so generous,
so sweet, so gentle. Humorous.
She giggled when she had the chance.
My every power she’d enhance.
[Instrumental]
[Verse 3]
Economy was not so good.
It had its cost, that’s understood,
my father’s pay alone to cash.
Though, light and love did ever flash.
[Verse 4]
Called Sigrun, she was, – victory
of pen and pencil, actually.
I loved my mother, had my ways.
And she loved me. She made my days.
[Choir]
My mother was so generous,
so sweet, so gentle. Humorous.
She giggled when she had the chance.
My every power she’d enhance.
[Verse 4]
Called Sigrun, she was, – victory
of pen and pencil, actually.
I loved my mother, had my ways.
And she loved me. She made my days.
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