Parents ...

Beautiful day of summer,
When every boy is more charmer,
I arrive to my sweet home,
To my birthplace,in Broome.

I entered the old house,
My dear mother was waiting...
Brown eyes,tears of crying,
Were waiting me,and a mouse...

Father was laying in the middle,
Tears from Heaven drown me,
He was white,he was pale,
He was gone,my father Louie...