I am blind and mute to this world but,

But Wilander is my lover so sweet,And we will always walk around together like our shadows so seen by all.

But morals and ethics are necessary to life,And like a pleasant personality in the land of your muse.

But as soon as the child is born,She no longer remembers the anguish that she went through.

And like Pedro my friend in the land of peace,But i will always live and to love you.

But, who has a complaint about me?And like seeing my eyes off the two golden-brown gloves,For the swollen fawn moon came about;And those little red ones with a cream on are for Yusof.

So come out and let me love you oh Theodore my love,For the rainbow is already seen up high.