Tears congregate in my eyes
The glow leaves my face
My heart solid like Arctic ice
That's a dress I wear for days
A Kalanga, A Rolong; both I crave
How they loved me
Regret is all I carry to the grave
Forever in my heart they'll be
Oh, how she used call
All the time, day and night
Catching me when I fall
Now I have no might
Oh, how she'd wait
Till the sun goes to bed
With her my heart was safe
Now it is bleeding red
She wished for an Audi
She wished for a Range Rover
Oh queens, Lady
You, I'll never get over
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