Distress,
Confusion;
Hanged on a tree is the muse of your love,
And i need to climb up high to get to you.
Men, women, the youth and the old;
Visit this vine and visit this home,
For a joyful sound is now heard in the land of my muse!
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Beth Awen!
And i am now compelled to marry another;For i met her in the Valley of Zeboiyim last night.
Give grass to the horses and the mules,
And the sweet memories of your love do bath me all over!Five loaves of bread for five thousand men,And like the signs of the times and the face of the sky;But the wind will always whisper your sweet name to me.
Shamo my neighbour,
And, are you polite enough so that i can speak with you?For your muse of love is knocking at my heart and,I want to be closer enough to you.
Of your soft love in the soft rain,
For i am not dead but alive on this love.I live in Serbia and i like what you’ve been doing for me,And i will love you always till the sun is out of light!For, this love is the way to my country.I will sing for you with a soft voice when you are with me,And…
Come and save me from the hands of the wicked for,
And i know how you can save me on this situation.Arpad is your name and you’ve saved many!So come and help me on this issue over here.
Getting beyond ideas is what you need,
For true love is all that we need in this life,Because where there is hope there is also a way!