The album QOL. A. D. Abamelek

Sometime (I remember with emotion)
I dare you nyanchit admiringly,
You were wonderful child.
You bloom - with reverence
I worship you today.
For your heart and eyes
With an involuntary trembling noshus
And your glory, and you,
How old nanny, proud of.

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