neville park
sad ladino songs: beneath your balcony I serenade you with my guitar, but my only audience is the rising moon. my tears fall like the petals of a dying rose. i will surely die of heartbreak
sad yiddish songs: i moved here for the american dream and now i work in a sweatshop and i never see my kids
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