by Edward Kofi Louis
With the muse of love and,
With the joy of your heart;
In the land of the red roses.
With the joy of the land;
After the rising of the sun,
Bringing peace to all.
With the muse of the atmosphere;
Learning the ways of life,
With the muse of peace and gladness.
With the muse of your love;
In the land of beautiful flowers,
And, with the peace of your mind.
With the ways of your land;
And, with the muse of your sweet love,
Sharing and caring for others.
With the muse of the animals in your land;
And, with the muse of the red roses,
Leading to the joy of your heart.
At the inner circle;
Blossom red roses! !
In the land of beautiful flowers.
With the muse of your status;
And, with the joy of your heart,
Sharing with others in peace.
With the muse of your sweet love;
In the land of the red roses,
With the muse of life teaching you.
With the view ahead of you;
As the insects flew around the red roses,
In the land of your joy.