For the innocent that about to die
In the country call Georgia
Oh Man! What have they Do to cry
Like my country Liberia
When I see the day light here
I think of the street of Georgia,
Is it bloody, by Mr. Liberator?
Only to hurt the innocent and let them suffer!
Oh my dear Natalia, I feel ur pain,
Oh, how u are so innocent to go thru this
But hey! the spirit of Love will remain
this night of bitter kisses
Much past away, . Hey! i say..
The people of Georgia can dance
And celebrate their trouble away
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