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Father up there in the sky! Do you think sometimes of me? Because I do often stare into space... And I’m thinking what a pity… That you deceased so early... Daddy! Many times when by life’s bumpy road My feet stumble on those again and again mentioned earthen clods… I am thinking what a pity… That you're not with me... Daddy! If on the life’s stormy sea – A guiding strong hand I need… How many times, oh, how many times I’d kiss Your good hardworking, but sadly dead hand, And I’m thinking that it’s a real pity… That you left me alone – Daddy! Translated by George Telch