Papa says you’re beautiful as a princess
He says your eyes are dark like mine
And your hair is the color of honey
And your lips are the color of wine
Papa says you’re in a place called Heffin
And you ain’t ever coming back
But Papa says it’s real nice there in Heffin
And for time, they don’t even keep track
Everyone there is laughing and smiling
They dance and sing and have fun
Papa says you couldn’t walk when you left
But in Heffin, he says, you can run
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I would like to translate this poem
Brilliant depiction of paternl love