in the darkness of the night
where alone i weep to sleep
i dream of African maiden
who made me taste defeat
i spoke of love
she uttered in shame
she could not love a creature
and she forgot my name
i crept into hidng
for to be rejeted is a shame
but what an one do
when one has no name
i stared at the heavens
and forgot i lived
for me there is no love
in pain i weave
i dream of African maiden
who wanted a man
but i am without money
i do what boys can
in the end friendly maiden
felt a tiny pang of shame
but she just could not love
a boy with no name
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