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Across the Spartan mountains, a classical terrain,
there stands mother dressed in black, for Andrew who waits,
He went to fight the foes of the world, the Nazis and their troops
and he got caught, and or died or lived in concentration camps.
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I visited a group of revolutionaries
in Valley Forge at going back in time
a teacher me and them guerrillas
of those that knew so well to fight.
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The Village of St. Nicholas stood on a mountain top
with its white painted homes like snowy sheep in flock,
standing form centuries ago, you thought it would never die
until that day of darkness, that Nazis set their eyes
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Andrew's Mother
Across the Spartan mountains, a classical terrain,
there stands mother dressed in black, for Andrew who waits,
He went to fight the foes of the world, the Nazis and their troops
and he got caught, and or died or lived in concentration camps.
Each passenger that passes by throughout the mountain paths,
she looks across examining to see if one of them is her son
"Andrew..." she cries "Is that you? come back home my boy!"
for you were my only son my life's love and joy".
Then years passed and she waits and then twenty four,
she aged standing in the path that she had started young.
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