I wish I knew how to talk to her,
Cause it was her who did everything to protect our family from the master,
It was her who was raped,
That was a tragic disaster,
He preached evil into her soul,
A satanic pastor.
There was a point in time that she
feared master
Now she's in love with him,
Cause of him I now question her loyalty
She never put anyone before me,
Cause she was for me,
She was my queen, I was her king
I remember back home the joy she used to bring
Now I'm left with nothing,
But the scars on my back,
And my hands are blistering,
Cause to her I'm a slave,
And to my master I'm nothing.
