She's sick, I'm sick
I'm ill when she's ill
When she laughs i laugh
When she smiles I smile
In fact her cry makes me cry
She is victorious in robbing
My heart of its blood
Then I cried out pleading
'Ayanfe' Please! I am dying
Yet she moves farther and farther
I looked helpless; fainted
Then she picked a race towards me
With tears on her cheeks she bathe
My heart with a refined blood
Sprouting stay with me; don't go!
I am yours - yours forever
You are my only true beloved
I felt her warmness
So mild, such I hadn't felt before
I held her tight, so close I don't want to lose
Your gaze glued unto me I do notice
Stress your sight no more, she said
My whole entity is now yours
Now forever I shall live in your loving arms
I needn't worry no more
Thy warmth is enough a shealth
In cold, winter and in fear