And I talked to the lady on the telephone
and she said that I would better stay at home.
But my home was scattered by my president
who haunts the rebels without sentiment.
So I left my home with pain in my heart
and pray to the heavens for a place on earth.
On the morning of the very last day
I was drinking a nice cup of tea.
Everything done, nothing to regret -
I believe it is time to forget.