Left in the center

Such a long time in the past

The people were fleeing

And my owner left last.

 

Left his papers on my lap

Oh so long ago

When he would come back,

I did not know

 

I am still here

After such a long time, you see

And everyone comes,

But doesn’t spare a second glance for me

 

Then one day a lady came

She seemed like someone from when I was young

She picked up a little doll

And spoke in my old tounge

 

“Dear grandpa, I did promise you,

That I would retrieve your old toys”

And as she turned around

I remembered her from my old joys.

 

She looked like my owner

When he would sit with me

She walked over to look closer

And I knew that I was free.