Dosvedanya mio bambino

You know sometimes, there is a song. 

With a haunting melody and lyrics that stick in your head for days and every time  

you listen to it , it seems to mean different array of things.

Arouse different sets of feelings . And suddenly everywhere you look seems to relate to it .

From the people you talk to day in day out . To the random people that pass by you , at walkways .

Then you realize the song relates to some aspects of you too.  

This is week this was that song

  

 Dosvedanya mio Bambino-  farewell to my bumble bee 

The Samovara is full of tea
You stare unblinkingly at me
While your car waits in the freezing rain
I know your soul calls Moscow
home
But your heart belongs to Rome
So for years, I've followed you in vain

But all, will you ever know what you are?
Dosvedanya mio bambino
Dosvedanya mio bambino
There is a place where only you alone go
There is a world that only you alone know

Along an endless balcony
Above the Adriatic Sea
I try to storm the Kremlin of your heart
In Florence, we were on the mend
But that Mazurka had to end
We missed the naked trees of Gorky Park

But all, will you ever know what you've lost?
Dosvedanya mio bambino
Dosvedanya mio bambino
There is a place where only you alone go
There is a world that only you alone know

But all, will you ever know what you have?
Dosvedanya mio bambino
Dosvedanya mio bambino
There is a place where only you alone go
There is a world that only you alone know

I heard you finally settled down,
in a warm Italian town
So I took the train to see you there
Your wife is sweet and you're well fed
Your daughter, tucked away in bed
Still you looked at me with great despair
I hear snow is falling

............on Red Square