My son was yesterday one year old, he reached eight years of age old my treasure
He asked to me an aviator, and he has also had those
To his ball, his bicycle, his go by train,
he did not look at no there to for
Because his aviator was him everything, only I did not know why
And then the other tomorrow, said hij;father go along you;
Wind which is now favourable, therefore I take along my aviator
In his one hand an aviator, in other the letter
I could not understand him, but then said to my boy sweet
I have here a letter for my mother
That high in the sky is
Tie up this letter I to my aviator
Until she receives him, they that I miss
And if she reads then how much I of its hou
That I cannot get used to that other woman
I have here a letter for my mother
That high in the sky i
I have here a letter for my mother
That high, high in the sky is
Tie up this letter I to my aviator
Until she receives him, they, they that I miss
I have here a letter for my mother
That high in the sky is
Tie up this letter I to my aviator
Until she receives him, they that I miss
And if she reads then how much I of its hou
That I cannot get used to that other woman
I have here a letter for my mother
That high in the sky is
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