PRICELESS

My dear Grandmother bequeathed her beautiful violin to me, many many years ago.
It bears the date 1814, made by K Chasset, Mirrecourt. Although I've had it authenticated and valued, for me it's like love .... it's priceless. It will never be sold!
My Granny was - and always be - a colossal touchstone in my life.

Here is a beautiful, beautiful song!

HOW CAN I NOT LOVE YOU


Cannot touch
Cannot hold
Cannot be together

Cannot love
Cannot kiss
Cannot have each other

Must be strong,
And we must let go
Cannot say
What our hearts must know
How can I not love you
What do I tell my heart
When do I not want you
Here in my arms

How does one walks away
From all the memories
How do I not miss you
When you are gone

Cannot dream
Cannot share
Sweet and tender moments

Cannot feel
How we feel
Must pretend it's over

Must be brave,
And we must go on
Must not say,
What we've known all along

How can I not love you
What do I tell my heart
When do I not want you
Here in my arms

How does one walks away
From all the memories
How do I not miss you
When you are gone
How can I not love you..

Must be brave,
And we must be strong
Cannot say,
What we've known all along.

How can I not love you
What do I tell my heart
When do I not want you
Here in my arms

How does one walks away
From all the memories
How do I not miss you
When you are gone

How can I not love you..
When you are you gone.....