Place of ones dream is the place
Where day and night in any case
One feels deep joy and pleasure
As if were laden with pleasure
For me I think my mother’s lap
Is the place where I wanna a nap
Forgetting all sorrows of the world
That pinch a man with lips curled
I think it’s a real heaven on earth
And it’s valuable and out of worth
May God grant my mother long life
And me her love without a strife
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