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Oh, how I long to hold my father's strong hand

Just to see his strict eyes looking at me again

It would be good to hear his words so wise

All that he has to teach, I'd heed his advice

Oh how I long to be in my mother's arms

To trust the world again like an honest child

It would be so good to feel her pure scent

To see the smile on her worrying face again

Oh, how I long to hold my father's strong hand

Just to see his strict eyes looking at me again

It would be good to hear his words so wise

All that he has to teach, I'd heed his advice

Oh how I long to be in my mother's arms

To trust the world again like an honest child

It would be so good to feel her pure scent

To see the smile on her worrying face again