In memory of Ulrik Remy who wrote this song. † 11.02.24. My favorite song on the guitar that my children loved. [male voice] My little son now in the great calm, I have made a little song for you. I'm not quite sure why I'm doing it myself I think of you a lot this night. my little son. You've been down with the dead for a long time. It's a dark and cold place. Oh, if only God would forbid you to go there, or there would be a return from there. My little son. [instrumental break] [acoustic guitar] You would be about 4 years old now, you would be building with painted blocks. You would probably have painted all the walls by now, in the evening you could watch Sesame Street. My little son, I would definitely go for a walk with you. I would hold you tightly by my hand, because I know how much it hurts to lose you. In summer we would play in the sand in the dunes. My little son [instrumental break] [acoustic guitar] I see you in front of me, glowing and heated, romping across meadows with other children. In the evening you would be dirty and sweaty, and wouldn't understand that children should sleep. My little son, I couldn't offer you very much, but it would certainly be a home. We could rent a bigger apartment, but where is a home without you? My little son [instrumental break] My little son, these are just illusions as pointless as a room without a door. You are now where my dreams live. My little son, I long for you. My little son now in the great calm, I have made a little song for you. I'm not quite sure why I'm doing it myself I think of you a lot this night. My little son [Outro] [instrumental] [fade out] {end}