When Lola was born the First World War Had only just ended 3 years before In '77 she took a flight She told a reporter who asked her that it was alright 2002 is the year that she died She lived in Manhattan on the Upper West Side If you look on the web that's almost all that will show There once was a Lola Aglialoro
She always said she was from England But after she died I learned she came from the mainland The last Kindertransport was the one she was on And she spent her youth then being bombed in London She met a soldier, followed him back How many kids she raised, who could keep track Only 2 of her own, but so many others would follow My nanny Lola Aglialoro
She always said she never had A problem with the gangsters they said were so bad She would laugh loudly, as she often did Saying I knew all the gangsters when they were wee kids She said not one child should be forsaken Maybe because her own childhood had been taken A woman of joy, a woman of sorrow A lady named Lola Aglialoro
As I grew up I still kept in touch With this woman who had affected so many so much My lady of laughter, my mother of mirth Who seemed to know so deeply what laughter was worth There's no Stumbling Stone to recall when she came And she long ago changed both her first and last name But now there's a song so someone out there might know There was once a Lola AglialoroTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
