Ok, she be absent, he be crying every single time
he be absent, she be crying every single time,
"Oh no" he tells himself, rosy-rosy cheeks
"adhrit I aint feeling well" diya provides feed
"I don't want you to die" yuh
"you aint feeling alright" yuh
"please get yourself some iron" yuh
"I know you aint fine" yuh
Oh no, feeling good, feeling great
Diya says, head on rest
stationed like they do in bed
Every night, something fresh
looking like a story to tell