Vår kjære pappa, min kjære sønn, bror og gubben min
The words escape me when I try to speak. Tears flow, but why am I crying?
After all, I'm not afraid of dying. Don ́t I believe that there never is an end.
The words escape me when I try to speak. Tears flow, but why am I crying?
After all, I'm not afraid of dying. Don ́t I believe that there never is an end.
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