اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Over my shoulder my father walks slowly
Oh so slowly, right in front of him my mother
Skips like a little girl and cries like an old woman
Hold on, keep a firm grip
Hold on, never lose a grip
As I grow older, I find it hard going home
Just going home, my brother's eyes, my sister's cries
Could bring me to the ground
Hold on keep a firm grip
Hold on, never lose it
Hold on, keep a firm grip
Hold on, never lose a grip No No
Hold on, keep a firm grip
Hold on, never lose it
Hold on, keep a firm grip
Hold on and never lose it
