The mighty of truth, the holy king of light
O’ my beautiful sea, my sun in Jerusalem
Speaks of glory of this day of tears
Unforgotten silence of just being in arms
While the lord spoke the truth from the night

I will never cease the planted garden
Being taken away, the green land of rose
O’ my king of Israel, spare me with an arrow
Bring victory to the east, O' just being in arms,
My life seek, to my God I said by her
Just in arms of sorrow, we died by the sea of roses

Paul Mwenelupembe

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