Cecilia has a heart-breakingly eloquent blog here. I hope you will drop by and say hello, and keep her in your prayers.
Cecilia, you're breaking my heart
You're shaking my confidence daily
Oh, Cecilia, I'm down on my knees,
I'm begging you please to come home, come on home...
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Aghaveagh, thank you for this warm welcome. I am so moved. And the song...! I couldn't be more delighted. And the words... never thought of them in this context, but yes...I'd love to come on home.
Which dead languages?
Pax, C.
Greek and Latin. Not much call for them in the local pubs, however.
Ah, well...
As for the song, why in the world does the singer get up in the middle of making love to Cecilia to wash his face? Doesn't sound like a very loverly thing to do!
Indeed, come on home.
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