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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2005-12-28 | [Ce texte devrait être lu en english] | Heaven's face has turned blue So sweet, like a pure honey In my happiest moment Smile once more beautiful woman Your thoughts are elegant Like northern carmine bee-eater Fine reds are your small lips Like that of African pygmy kingfisher Your thighs are perfectly shaped Like a red tailed-chat And your hair is beautiful Like an orange weaver’s wing An agile and strong maiden Like the brave black kite Who is so gentle and pure Like the cattle egret Dancing on this rope forever Together we won’t fall. In our world there is no weeping - There is no space for pain Oh Amaka my companion! My Joy and my tomorrow My life is sweet and meaningful Because you are my true friend
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