Aga Zaryan – Cherry Tree Avenue Aga Zaryan

We lived on Cherry Tree Avenue
in a house with a garden,
filled with my girlish stories.
Tadpoles in buckets,
secrets buried in the ground.
Marbles, ponies,
Jammie the rabbit.
Childhood memories are sweet
as sugar floss.
Was careless to climb trees,
pick poppies,
build sandcastles.
Round in circles,
riding on my yellow bike.
Waiting for the ice-cream mann
to stop by.
Who lives now in our house?
Does the ice-cream man
whose face I still remember,
play the same melody?
Time never lasts
but memories are still alive.
Picture of the past
in fated pastles.
Street from my childhood
where everything was new.
Sister in my mother’s arms
smiling on Cherry Three Avenue.

Lyrics: Aga Zaryan; Music: Michal Tokaj

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