Reading about Tunisia, then seeing this, I remembered a danish song written in Tunisian waters 1925. "The lonesome sailor" is missing his girlfriend back home:
Here I sail in the burning sun and the sultry tropical wind, while the rose of chill is blooming sweetly, my girl, on your cheek.
Så sejler man i solens glød og lummer tropevind, mens kuldens rose blomstrer sød, min pige, på din kind.
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Reading about Tunisia, then seeing this, I remembered a danish song written in Tunisian waters 1925.
"The lonesome sailor" is missing his girlfriend back home:
Here I sail in the burning sun
and the sultry tropical wind,
while the rose of chill is blooming sweetly,
my girl, on your cheek.
Så sejler man i solens glød
og lummer tropevind,
mens kuldens rose blomstrer sød,
min pige, på din kind.
Catching up over a bike ride, what a good idea? This inspires me to catch up with few of my friends who are also avid bike riders like me.
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