I'll get up on a foggy morning,
The sun will hit your face.
Are you, dear friend,
Are you coming up to my porch?
The heavy gates are wide open!
The wind blew through the window!
The songs are so funny
Haven't been distributed for a long time!
With them even on foggy mornings
Sun and wind in your face!
A welcome friend is with them
Comes up to my porch!

Design

At the gates of the saint's monastery
Standing begging for alms
The poor man is withered, barely alive
From hunger, thirst and suffering.
He only asked for a piece of bread,
And the gaze revealed living torment,
And someone laid a stone
Into his outstretched hand.
So I prayed for your love
With bitter tears, with longing;
So my best feelings
Deceived forever by you!

58014 Manciano, Province of Grosseto, Italy

Ifram Ru

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