There is no need for you to prove,
You can duet to the blues.
Or tolerate with patience,
Not to do what you choose!
Push doubt right out!
Don't allow a doubt to sit or settle down.
Don't allow a single doubt to hang around.
Kick that doubt about until it is gone.
Don't do a sad song sung!
Push doubt right out!
Don't allow a doubt to sit or settle down.
Don't allow a single doubt to hang around.
Kick that doubt about until it is gone.
Don't do a sad song sung that is done!
Free your kingdom of the pricking of thorns condoned.
No need to sit through pricking of those thorns you don't own.
Choose to pick each prick that sticks to rid from your home.
There is no need for you to prove,
You can duet to the blues.
Or tolerate with patience,
Not to do what you choose!
Push doubt right out!
Don't allow a doubt to sit or settle down.
Don't allow a single doubt to hang around.
Kick that doubt about until it is gone.
Don't do a sad song sung!
Kick that doubt about until it's gone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem