My heart slides into a hectic profusion at the first glimpse of your sight
The sight that feels my mind with boundless of unholy thoughts
My heart squanderes far and wide
In a race of winning your soul
Oh! Awero
I am lost at the glimpse of your sight
The sight that sweeps me away like a tornado
The sight that opens the gate of my manliness
That free me from the spell of darkness
The shadow that redifines my previous vision and mission
Oh! Awero
Let my heart take a refuge under your luxury shade
And its shall brake into a melodious song
For regaining its freedom from a solitary confinement
Bin Zak
LL.B 2
O.A.U