But your kinfolk came in and sacked me,
So go and tell this young woman that i love her.
It is like the memories of you and i,
And like anarmed man of war!
But i see no guns around you my love.
Oh, how the wind came and whispered your name to me;
For you are called Mara in the land of love and,
All the roses of love do kiss you.
Hip and thigh,
I am now seeking for your protection;
For we are both not yet married and,
The summer blues is all around us.
He was unmarried and i am not,
But the violence and the ruthless people do sing;
And with the sincerity of my heart to love you,
For i will always come to you with my love.
You can still pass on a righteous gene,
For it is a great joy to hear from you;
And it is a great joy to know you oh Mara.
Unlawful lust and sexual sins,
And of the four thousand year period with a malak;
But you are Mara in the land of love and,
You know the right from the worng on this earth.