1960

Take me back to 1960,
1960 when my lover and I met.
L'abe igi orombo, like we used to sing,
Where our love blossomed like plants by the rivers of water.

We used to dance together in the rain,
In the rain, we'd cry together.
Like two peas in a pod, we were found together,
Together doing things that brought paradise closer.

I remember calling you sweet names,
Sweet names that sent butterflies flying.
You'd caress my head and pull at my beards,
Like lovers did in 1960.

Take me to 1960, when we had time,
Time wasn't going anywhere, as was our love.
L'abe igi orombo, where it all started,
a love story you've never heard before

HRM_DaPsalmist