And Chenier lost this opportunity last night,
And here we are in lovers’ arms together.
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Trimmed with saws on their inner and outer faces,
But i am highly skilled and experienced in all kinds of trade,Fo my love to you is like the bronze works of art.
When will i see you again my love?
And from your eyes to your lips with care,But women are more jealous in nature than thought.A tribute to the muse of your love,And to handle it with care;For little things do count a lot at times,And i want to know when to smell your love again.The light of the sun will guide you,So, when…
Tears in my heart,
Tears in my heart,What can i do?I cannot cry outwardly for,I always have my tears within me.A cry on Mount Ephraim,The watchman cried aloud too;Build houses and live in them like,The sea of yazer.The lover i saw wasn’t the one i met,My tears are always within me;I am searching and waiting for you to come,Like…
I am a man from Ajejule,
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…
Alles ist erleuchtet,
Aber pass auf dich auf,Aids ist tödlich!Fleisch und Obst,Wie den gestiegenen Lebensmittel preise in Afrika!Zwischen Hoffnung und Verzweiflung,Aber ich hatte eine Farm in Afrika.
How beautiful are your breasts?
For your sweet spices of love are like the aroma of the perfumer,And like the photo of Africa in the land of colours.The photo of Africa and the muse of your love,Deeper and deeper lie the dark shadows of love;But i have prepared my table of love for you.