I walk along a path in an abandoned town, I look at the windows of a house and I think of you. You, my father who was born here, played foo...

I walk along a path in an abandoned town, I look at the windows of a house and I think of you. You, my father who was born here, played football with your friends, went to school, lived in this wonderful town of the 1400s. I look at the now destroyed churches and I hear your voice. In the abandoned ...