I hear ur call, i hear it far away, i hear it break d circle of ds crowded city, u call me by a name, no, av nt heared it before, not d name mama gave me: 'meet me by d rose bed under d baobab tree' i know no rose bed under no baobab tree, yet i will meet u there, perhaps true love awaits me. I hear ur call, i hear it far away, i hear it break d circle of ds looming solitude....
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