I thank the received aid… When I falls in the comfort of its nest… You remember to have kissed this “son”… And returned soon to the distant east.
I supplicate: - Ó! Israel! - Where I started to learn the learning… that he illuminates my soul and my ways ! - Ó! Ways! That in my desert… Israel I lost!
Homesickness
ReplyDeleteI thank the received aid…
When I falls in the comfort of its nest…
You remember to have kissed this “son”…
And returned soon to the distant east.
I supplicate:
- Ó! Israel!
- Where I started to learn the learning… that he illuminates my soul and my ways !
- Ó! Ways! That in my desert… Israel I lost!