And so I only waited there
And turned my face against the wall.
THE PEOPLE
The ants are walking under the ground,
And the pigeons are flying over the steeple,
And in between are the people.
THE GRANDMOTHER
When Grandmother comes to our house,
And so I only waited there
And turned my face against the wall.
THE PEOPLE
The ants are walking under the ground,
And the pigeons are flying over the steeple,
And in between are the people.
THE GRANDMOTHER
When Grandmother comes to our house,