O’er mountains high, past running stream
Where breezes blow and sun doth beam...
Dear Mtanam
Injabulo enginayo whenever I think of you...
In Christmas's glow, where dreams and joy entwine,
A tale unfolds, of Christ's birth divine...
You’re under the impression
That I stay away from you...
He loved like the ocean,
quiet yet strong and powerful...
In the tapestry of time, where friendships bloom,
Mes amis, like petals, dispelling life's gloom...
He knelt down to help the flower,
It's purple cup drooping, full of rain...
In the depths of friendship, we took a fateful...
Ventured into uncharted territory, where regrets...
Story time! Featuring my good friend,
You'll never be able to guess the end...
A violin string calls
From a chord pressed...
Right in the corner of her eye
A tear of joy bides its time...
There are three kinds of people in this world;
Wolves, sheep, and sheep dogs...