Chorus: Halala ho hom (x4) I might break into a song Like the blues man or troubadour And in from long distance in no blues club I might say, baby baby baby Should I now stop singing about love Now that my memory is surrounded by blood Sister, why or why do we at times mistake a pimple for a cancer So who are they who say no more love poems now? I want to sing my song of love For that woman who jumped fences pregnant and gave birth To a healthy child Softly I walk into this embrace of this fire That will ignite my love song my song of life
(Chorus) My song of love My song of life (x4) Oh when I try to run away from song I heard the persistent voice more powerful then the enemy bombs Demanding the song that washed our lives in rains of our blood