Snowbound mounts, snowbound roads,
How I wonder where all my playmates go?
With someone but them shared I thoughts inmost,
Why is it that past years don’t ever return?
Snowbound mounts, snowbound roads,
How I wonder where all my playmates go?
Snowbound mounts, snowbound roads,
How I wonder where all my playmates go?
Oh, I wonder where all my playmates go?
Days and years pass in their usual course,
Playfellows and friends I anew recall,
See them on the road, wonder where they go?
Took for road with them all my dearest hopes.
Snowbound mounts, snowbound roads,
How I wonder where all my playmates go?
Snowbound mounts, snowbound roads,
How I wonder where all my playmates go?
Oh, I wonder where all my playmates go?
Wish that we the playmates were like white doves,
Holding hands again took off to the skies,
Saw them all anew snowbound roads and mounts,
We the playmates old, giving hugs around.
Snowbound mounts, snowbound roads,
How I wonder where all my playmates go?
Snowbound mounts, snowbound roads,
How I wonder where all my playmates go?
Oh, I wonder where all my playmates go?
Comments (9)
Hoping New Year 2015 will bring more.... friends and good memories.
Most of my playmates have sadly passed...
Though their memories will surely last...
Merry Christmas sweetness.
alas they have been lost in their own world
forgotten joys and nonsense we did
thank you for sharing....
Merry Christmas sweet Marika
Although I am pleased not to have had to shovel snow (yet) this winter, I enjoyed the music of your nostalgic translation and its vision of yesteryear that Saw them all anew snowbound roads and mounts, We the playmates old, giving hugs around. Thanks for sharing.