I sit and think of you
Kenechukwu...

I have come in
My brother come in...

The feeling of deep thought is solemn
Melancholy spirits are the sea...

You are lonely,
You swoon in melancholy...

Lenten fast
Lean stomach...

When life troubles you unduly
And you are in a hurry to...

Black magic can tame a warrior
Make him break his spear...

It was uneasy
For this strange man...

I have met some people
Who are full of bile...

It is when we play that we know
Who is angry...

Dark heart and a hurt head
There is disappointment in my soul...

From the sweat of
Our old poor parents...