Oh.
mü infrared
I still remember those days,
those cold nights
And your father lying on his lap,
humming the long songs
Gently kissed you,
and probably said
Hey,
my love,
remember
Remember the words of your father
And my son,
never lie
And I still remember the days of the past
Which memories are still in my heart?
I miss my father's childhood
The hard days of the night
But the words of the old father are engraved in my heart.
Father, father,
my dear.
But the words of the old father are engraved in my heart.
