For Father Paroles

Me stories,
And sing to me softly

Once I had a little girl
With two braids swinging on her back
When she undid her thick black braids
My heart would also come undone

In the meadow, I unraveled them
Friendly old moon smiled down on us
But in the fall, shed shed them all
To the autumn of our souls

In the meadow, I unraveled them
Friendly old moon smiled down on us

Once I had a little girl
With two braids swinging on her back
She has gone, this little girl
And taken spring away with her And in my mind
I send a song out to you

Once I had a little girl
With two braids swinging on her back
But autumns past
And she will laugh
Fall is all but gone away
A lovely spring
Begins
Today