We've been through a thousand circles of harmattan
Plenty wind, storms and rain
Great men and kings have been slain
For good life and living we stan
I haven't seen you in many days
Are you taller, fatter or finer
I haven't seen you in plenty days
Seeing you soon for me is a no-brainer
Long time, No see
Are you taller, fatter or finer
No sail, No sea
But the birds will return after winter
Winter is just here in time,
But birds? The Bird flew far into Welsh horizon.
Hoping we can all see again before summer time,
To relay memories and restore the one marine zone.
Days begot years,
And i have grown only wiser.
No more sails, the sea has taken away my fears.
Man is all grown and the grave is getting nearer
The harmatan is over
Our best and the best is here around the corner.
Soon we will head forbes cover,
Then give kings orders.
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