Ke kau,ke kau
We are here not to battle or wrestle
Yet a cause leads us to settle
Mighty and short we grow and glow
Thanks to the pestle
Weird routes to restaurants of our cattle
And the rattles of mama's milk bottle
Tasteless honey milk drizzled from dropping boobs
Blinded us never like before
And made us mad and mad than before
See our needs,our weeds and our deeds
Our women;take a peep at their beads
And the beauteous breasts clapping
To the beasts at their best
See them ravished by bounteous beauty
They are our ladies,our precious 'Notre dame'
We pass here;you are right
We pass,here you are, right
We pass,here you are right
So perform your wasteful rite
You know we come not to fight
I dare say
Every slight night our plights sight
You stole away our darkened 'kero lamp'
And ravaged our crops,you little aged
You extravagant and ridiculous gray hair
You took us and separated our stiff bodies
O wise!
Why did you not separate our souls too?
