My yiddishe momme I miss her more then ever now My yiddishe momme I'd like to kiss that wrinkled brow I long to hold her hands once more as in days gone by And ask her to forgive me for things I did that made her cry How few were her pleasures, she never cared for fashion's styles Her jewels and treasures she found them in her baby's smiles Oh I know that I owe what I am today To that dear little lady so old and gray To that wonderful yiddishe momme of mine My yiddishe momme I need her more then ever now My yiddishe momme I'd like to kiss that wrinkled brow I long to hold her hands once more as in days gone by And beg her to forgive me for things I did that made her cry How few were her pleasures, she never cared for fashion's styles Her jewels and treasures she found them in her baby's smiles Oh I know that I owe what I am today To that dear little lady so old and gray To that wonderful yiddishe momme of mine Lyrics :
This song means a great deal to me. My mum sang this song beautifully to almost the day she died.
une voix magnifique et une chanson si belle dédiée à toutes les mamans a travers le monde...
This song is so great it touches the sole. Fantastic voice, beautiful music, I love it, thank you.
Wow de wi si gili
The very best! Thanks!
Such a distinctive treatment. I'm seeking more information about "Dadina" please.
OMG love this song...so many memories with my gipzy friendzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
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cukarrr gyli danina tedel tuke odel sastipen..... just goo up
My yiddishe momme I miss her more then ever now
My yiddishe momme I'd like to kiss that wrinkled brow
I long to hold her hands once more as in days gone by
And ask her to forgive me for things I did that made her cry
How few were her pleasures, she never cared for fashion's styles
Her jewels and treasures she found them in her baby's smiles
Oh I know that I owe what I am today
To that dear little lady so old and gray
To that wonderful yiddishe momme of mine
My yiddishe momme I need her more then ever now
My yiddishe momme I'd like to kiss that wrinkled brow
I long to hold her hands once more as in days gone by
And beg her to forgive me for things I did that made her cry
How few were her pleasures, she never cared for fashion's styles
Her jewels and treasures she found them in her baby's smiles
Oh I know that I owe what I am today
To that dear little lady so old and gray
To that wonderful yiddishe momme of mine
Lyrics :
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Krasni💖💖💗💗
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aj zjanel o kuzinje temerav ichi
who is dadina?
nadhera
Zabilsto.