For my life in Lagos has taken its toll,
And i am now like a tired bird in the sun.
I am a vegetarian and i am lonely in the ghetto,
But very quiet and peaceful like the genealogical records of mankind.
One day i will open the door with the golden handles,
One day i will come to you with my sweet love,
But my life in Lagos has taken its toll.
But that lovely sandals are always seen with you,And you are indeed full of surprises!
Let this planet go round with peace,Let this globe go round with joy,And let us guide our neighbours too;Give a little and let someone take a little as well.Stay blessed,For you and i were made on this earth with love;And we have to share our experiences with others too.
Seal up those things for many to learn.They were meant for the future,They were meant for us to learn;So take up my love and eat it all day long.Of a reed like a measuring rod,Of the two olive trees;But do let your mind be at peace always.Of a weed like a measuring rope,I am the…
And like ’20th Century Fox’!But the village’s voice is now heard all over.‘Daily Telegraph’,‘Sunday Times’,Herald Sun’;And like ‘L. A. Lakers’ in the land of your muse,But i need full service on this love.
But my enemies hacked down the carved pavements.The signs are there but you cannot see them,So why do you still sleep my love?For you are so beautiful among the daughters of women,And honour is poured out from your sweet lips.
They indulged in the lust of polluting passion,And the cities of Sodom and Gomorrah came down into ashes.Self-willed and self-loving creatures,There shall be no whore of the daughters of Israel!Nor a sodomite on the sons;So step out of the darkness and turn towards morality,And be like the glorious ones with a conscious choice.
