Old Mother's Cry
As I hear old mother's cry;
How her legacy turn sour and dry;
That path so fragile but sacred;
Which lies the beginning and the end;
A path meant only for the owner;
Yet a general harvest for...
How her legacy turn sour and dry;
That path so fragile but sacred;
Which lies the beginning and the end;
A path meant only for the owner;
Yet a general harvest for...