AB (03/14/1951 / Albania)

To My Son On His Wedding Day

To my son on his wedding day

My dear son, you getting married
no gold or money for you
a word from me to be remembered
your wife to be has to be cherished


Never forget my dear children
While you will be part of this world
A moment of love
Is precious than the brightness gold

This was all I had to say
I, your father
nothing else I have to leave
this will be my inheritance

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