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*If You Leave* If you leave, The sun will refuse to shine brightly, it will hibernate even The clouds will be dark and transform into impalas The birds will refuse to sing songs of ShooShoo to Bobolina The soil will close up and refuse to be tillable The walls will shut down and cry The mountains will also cry The trees will stop smiling The rain will be no longer sweet to dance in, It will be droplets of bitter-leaf juice The wind will complain The dust will be mean The moon will disfriend and unfriend The night will be cold The day will be unkind The birds will develop horns of kudu The donkeys in pajamas will meow So please stay, Lead me to places and sing me sweet songs of amour Free the birds and allow nature laugh My very own soul will be full of sinews My heart will become your candy shop. Please don't leave; You are my fervour, mon amour. *Odion* *04022016* ?

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