Bubijeva pesmarica

AYou, who are on the rDoad,
Must have a cAode
That you can lEive by.
And sAo become yourseDlf,
Because the pAast
Is just a goEodbye.

ADon't you ever ask them wDhy,
If they told you, you will cAry.
So just look at them and sif#gh,D​
EAnd know they loAve you.

ATeach your children Dwell,
Their father's Ahell
Is slowly Egoin' by.
And Afeed them on your Ddreams,
The one they Apicked,
The one you'll Eknow by.

ADon't you ever ask them wDhy,
If they told you, you will cAry.
So just look at them and sif#gh,D​
EAnd know they loAve you.

AAnd can, of the tender Dyears,
Can't know the Afears
That your eldest Egrew by.
And so Aplease help them with your Ddreams,
They seek the Atrick
Before they Ecan die.

ADon't you ever ask them wDhy,
If they told you, you will cAry.
So just look at them and sif#gh,D​
EAnd know they loAve you.

ATeach your parents Dwell,
Their children's Ahell
Will slowly Ego by.
And Afeed them on your Ddreams,
The one they Apicked
The one you'll Eknow by.

ADon't you ever ask them wDhy,
If they told you, you will cAry.
So just look at them and sif#gh,D​
EAnd know they loAve you.