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Grandma's Kitchen Window: Piano Poem Song
Piano BalladPoemMemorial
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Piano Ballad, Poem, Memorial
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歌詞
[Verse 1]
There was a window over the sink
Where the morning came in gold,
And she would stand there humming low
With the coffee going cold.
[Verse 2]
She knew the birds by the way they sang,
She knew the rain by its sound,
She knew which tomato would ripen first
Before it touched the ground.
[Verse 3]
Now I stand at a window of my own
And the morning still comes through,
And I catch myself humming her song
The way she used to do.
[Outro]
The way she used to do.