Where are you my dear?
Tell me my lovely One whether you feel loved
I wish we were birds to build our charming nest together,
Then you would not be far from me
Then I would pride of having the loveliest bird in the field!
Then we would chirp together lovely tunes

If I were a bird I would stand on a lonely tree,
There I would live and mourn for you;
A cold morning like today would drink my silent tears
And evening winds would not comfort me either
If I don't have my sweet Sweetie
I would fly to wherever she would be

But here I am a man not a bird
Not exactly sure where my sweet Sweetie is
I have lived and prayed for her
Each day I prayed to get the loveliest,
And nights I did not stop to disturb God
That He may show me my lost rib

Does my sweet Sweetie truly long for me?
I wish I knew the answer
And I would make her even sweeter to me
By loving and caring for her
Then my sorrow would be at an end
Because I would have a friend and a lover

But here I am a worker employed in an office!
Let me work for I am paid for it
Let my heart continue to desire sweet Sweetie even when working
Because she is part of the reason I work so hard
Come dear, and make my heart calm
By being my lovely bird.

Nyota Yasulwe

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