The Prisoner

O comrades, Is life a place of learning really? Yes I have known but not so long O comrades, I have just learn greatly, That not all the prisoner of life Is in the custody of the state laws O comrades, Have you opened eyes wide and see, Them wondering in vain on earth's surface? O comrades, Do not be scared Lucilina was among A great prisoner of iniquity I say In his earliest, running keenly after the fun of life And on the way becomes the king of gay He would see the feminine images and make a spite O comrades, Lucilina has caused someone sorrow Indeed, he has hurt this little damsel,Angelina. Lonely,she sit by the river bank with her endless cry In marriage she has suffered much failure No real man by which to make an husband The one she was predestiny to in creation, has become the king of gay O comrades, When shall Lucilina gain his freedom And seek his real wife, Angelina?