When the streams and lakes go dry
Migrating birds without stopping fly by
When the temperature rises high
When there is not a single cloud in the sky.
Went to a very remote place
On the west coast, with beach full of sands
Where women bathe in sun, bikini clad
And where the big lighthouse stands.
I am blessed to have been born
In the same land as that of yours
Why is this wall between us?
Created by humans like us
Haters of love
Creators of class and creed.
I am the lock
You are my key,
Do me a favour
And unlock me.
When I told you my story
why did you cry?
Battered and hurt was my heart
But why did you cry?
The wallpaper today is stained yellow
but smells good
my razor cuts a square piece off
cardinals sing, blackbirds mate
Just the usual convincing
might not be sufficient,
when the crowd gets hostile
response should be magnificent.