You okay,
One more time, that's the right thing to do,
I wad reading between the lines. ..
... Wooden house, bright inside
Living room, fire place on the left,
Traditional with bed on the top..
Warm room, smell of bread,
Milk, food on the table..
Old women are praying near Icons on the right
...We are few children, with grandmothers
Trying to talk loud
Shh, shh, they are talking to God.
All I hear a song,
Please, please, please. .
A couple of times I was in this house,
How many times hugged and kissed.
We were different generation,
Little girls who didn't see nothing much in life,
We were growing up in freedom country,
Loved by everyone.
I heard stories about old times,
About things no one would really know
Until I seen on the sky..
