A light burns up on the great mountain
I got into trouble, fell in love
Oh dark-skinned dear o'mine, your lovelock is tangled
I write with my inkwell, with my pen
I have worries over such a beauty
Oh I have those worries darling, I have those
There I go, you do cry in no time
Run around circles and cry, cry and whine
I could not get her down from the great mountain
I could not deflect her to my direction
I have a lover, I could not deceived her mind
I write with my inkwell, with my pen
I have worries over such a beauty
Oh I have those worries darling, I have those
There I go, yo do cry in no time
Run around circles and cry, cry and whine