If I was rude
Forgive my weakness
Will dance one more time
I don't need much

Remember me
And work for your children
In the spring

Goodbye to evening parties
In a course of distance

Goodbye, my friends
In a cause of sorrow
Soon you must leave
Will carry me over
I don't need much
And the older I become
Remember your families
To work for your bread
I realize
But this I need
With me

Friends that last

My friendships