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FRAULEIN She sings post-war songs day or night; when-ever-it takes her fancy. Songs that have funny titles and equally corny lyrics. She shuffles cards with the same passion; mostly at 4:00 o'clock in the morning. She tells exactly what she thinks without a single ounce of tact. Sometimes, I'm the one who have to swallow hard and be ashame. Her mind is as sharp as her tongue, and still doesn't show any sign of wearing. Compared to her, i have an amnesia. She still gets up very early in the morning, although there is no husband anymore or to prepare breakfast for; She still cooks. She's fond of washing and ironing clothes; and if there is none; no problem, she can always take from the closet. She will never goes out without her usual eyeliner and lipstick. She wears my clothes and why not? Her figure is still better than mine. She tests my patience sometimes. But not only me; it goes for everyone. She will never get old, she will always be a free-spirit, a wild woman. WITHOUT HER, I'M NOT ALIVE. HAPPY 70TH BIRTHDAY, MOTHER.MAY YOU HAVE MANY MORE TO COME!  Here is one of your post-war songs:FRAULEIN Far across deep blue water, lives an old german By the banks of the old river RHINE Where i loved her and left her, but i cannot forget her I miss my pretty FRAULEIN Fraulein,fraulein, look up towards the heaven Each night when the stars start to shine By the same stars above you I swear that i LOVE you. You are my pretty FRAULEIN When my memories wander, away over yonder To the sweetheart that i left behind In a moment of glory, a face comes before me The face of my pretty FRAULEIN Fraulein, fraulein, walk down by the river Pretend that your hand is holding mine By the same stars above you, i swear that i love you. You are my pretty FRAULEIN.  ~ Jolielaide  |
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I love that song very much. Follow your dreams... and hit the mark.   
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Me too. Thanks for visiting my blog, ODETTE. ~ Jolielaide
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