Winkling your nose in disguise at the smell of its emission,
And to take a scuba dive to save your life;
For your are lost in the quickness of my mind!
Dark storms, dark shrouds, storms of the clouds and voices alike;
Oh Lawale! ! You need the Doctors to save your life,
So try to forget about the stress that you are now going through.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem