Why I think of my mother this night? It is the hour to sleep She -who never has rocked me. It is the hour to think that the solitude maybe, even if you sleep here, there, next to me, bottom, top, sleep, they sleep all. My mother, she is not my mother who misses me. Her voice missing there, by the telephone. She has never reassured me but by telephone. My mother, who did not rock me. Why did I think of my mother yesterday evening? Come, Why I thought of the voice of my mother the day before yesterday, She missed me, she has never rocked me At night She -who did not give caresses She nevertheless So much evil she made of me No receiving caresses She didn't. I didn't not. Thinking of Mother who did not caress who did not cherish not else the dog. Think of your mother who did not cherish Caress the dog The cat the dog The cat cat The dog The Kitty the d the k the Skat... Cat attack is not important Hello Mum! What are you doing so far By me So near as night of the Old time
