It is as I call you
they call you, the milk maid
I call you my fulani love
for your colour tells of my soil
let me cast all others away
for sweet it is the milk
flowing from you
sweetest are the joy of our togetherness
you seek me like I woo you
you can't live without me
I get sick when you're not close
you're my happy life
you're so pretty than the milk maid
you're not of their tribe
you're just my heaven sent
you're my fulani love...
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