Being in love with words, I’m careless.
Being in love with Nazarene, I’m helpless.
Being in love with nature, I’m bothered.
Being in love with Men, is too strange.

Folks around searching for love to end up this life
Oh, while some searching for time pass and some for ideal mate
Oh, I’m not like so, my love is for this fellow world
I want to lift this world from the fire
Oh, I have to, you will say that I’m a socialist