Lolonye

Agoo CEP Sefogah I swear na lie I dey lie If I tell you sey I change ma mind for you Till the end of time E go always be you I swear na lie I dey lie If I tell you sey I change ma mind for you Till the end of time E go always be you I'm falling too deep for you, too deep for you, too deep for you (Lorlor ei va malor wo) Too deep for you, too deep for you, too deep for you (Lorlor ei va malor wo) I'm falling too deep for you, too deep for you, too deep for you (Lorlor ei va malor wo) Too deep for you, too deep for you, too deep for you (Lorlor ei va malor wo) And so as I sit on this hills, upon which I first entered the chambers of your womanhood As I watch the sleepy sun lay its bed beyond the horizons to sleep And as I sip this palm wine of pain from the cracked skulls of a broken heart These thoughts kept lingering in my mind How did we get here? Where did we go wrong? What happened to our love and the promises? Vows we vowed to keep on the chief priest's sacred premises For we were lovers Rumor has it that in their younger years Your mama and my papa were lovers Around the same too Your papa and my mama were also lovebirds And so when the jealous hands of faith switched their love stories around Pairing them apart, we were born I heard the elders say tales of our birth That day even bats sung and flew in daylight And it rained so heavily that the rainbows for the first made Love to the Moon And the Stars rode themselves at the back of the Sun Born on the same day by the hands of the same old lady Out doored under the auspices of the very traditional chief priest of the land The gods chose to smile upon us for we were destined from birth Even the gossips at the market square knew that for a certain For I was your Efo Korku and you my Davi Aku Ohh I remember vividly how when we were young My mother will bath me and decorate my neck and chest with Korle bu powder As she sends me running to your house To buy a bottle of Kerosene for the "torkpodogui" in our house Oh what a beauty you were, a true epitome of African beauty For you will come out of your fathers mud house With a piece of cloth around your chest and waist As your soft black skin glitters in the reflection of the fire From your grandmother's earth stove Though it took me some years to figure it out That it was the effects of the yorkumi you so dearly smeared on your body I still loved you The older children used to say we were young and foolish But even then we both knew how we felt And it was love And so when I underwent the "tudedeasi" puberty ritual of our land And my father's gun given me And I and 17 other boys dispatched to the forest for our first hunting expedition You were all I could think of Because of you I was the first to return from my prey hunting With my pray resting on my shoulders And the younger boys and girls running around calling me and praising me and cheering me on I came straight into your house Oh how I so badly wanted to share every bit of that meat with you And use its teeth to weave a necklace of my love around your neck I so badly wanted to share with you the tales of my hunting expedition And to prove to you that I had grown into the man I always said I would be But little did I know that I was going to be ripped off this joy of love? The story of my first hunt love became tales never to be told or heard of Life tricked me and stole you away from the grips of my love You died too early Therefore as I await the break of dawn to bored the famous old Gold Coast boneshaker bus To depart from this town of haunted lost loves I just want to take a moment to whisper to the winds that We were lovers Megborna