- TooRa Lama Lama and other stories under the Big Tent
Dad, I remember so clearly you singing to Romany and me … in a soft voice with your fingers striking imaginary keys “Toora Lama Lama ….Toora La ma Lama … can you hear the rain? ……..Toora … lama.. lama …Toora lama … lama …. Can you hear the rain?
I cannot remember the rest of it – or even if there was anything other than “Toora lama lama”. ( Googling it now I realise it was probably an adaptation of the Irish lullaby Too Ra Loo Ra Loo Raloo) but it was always gentle and soothing. Although we did not fully understand our feelings then, we felt comforted and secure. It brought a sense of peace and of “being” – one with nature and the rain – just to hear that verse being repeated so gently and softly whilst we fell asleep.
I also remember your singing “How much is that daaaaaawgie in the WIN…DOW”; you made us feel so compassionate for the little dog.
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