What is this that I'm suffering from your hands?
What do you want from someone poor like me?
Because of the crime of oppressing me everyday,
If I sued you for, they would hang you,
hang you, hang you, hang you vay!
They would burn, burn, burn you in blazing fire in hell
Heeey!
Would the one who loves act like that, I don't know.
Nobody would love you as much as I love you.
They would burn, burn, burn
the person like you who inflicts pain on his lover in hell vay
And if I sued you for that, they would hang you, hang you, hang you!