I was far away when my grandad died It was all so sad, everybody cried He had guided me when I was a boy If you'd known him well he'd fill your life with joy
Heard the wisdom of the things he used to say Wonder how he'd see the world we have today In his ninety years how the world did change To have lived so long it must have felt so strange
In his final years he wrote some diaries So he would leave behind his living memories When he left in sleep he must have felt relief But we were crying, left behind in griefTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.