Mother Mary says when I was little I asked her to play and sing Nekkos from Afar on the piano for me.
Listen! Listen!
Echoes from afar!
Funiculi Funicula
I did not tell Mom the version I was taught decades later by my mate Brauer … I’m polite that way.
~o0o~
About twelve years later there were, in fact, nackers from a farm.